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COMPOSE 

VARIOUS   SUB^ 


By        J.  HART, 

WITH      THE 

AUTHOR'S    EXPERIENCE, 

THE 

SUPPLEMENT  and  APPENDIX. 

O  Jiiig  unto  the  Lord  a  nenv  Song ;  for  he  hath  done 
Marvellous  Things:  His  right  Hand  and 
his  holj  Arm  hath  gotten  him  the  Victory. 

Pfalm  xcviii.  i. 

THE    TENTH    E  D  I  T  I  O  N. 


ELIZABETH    TOWN: 

Printed  and  Sold  by  SHEPARD  KOLLOCK;— 

Likewife  Sold  by  R.  HODGE,  Nrw-Tork. 


ADVERTISEMENT. 

npi-IIS  book  of  Hymns  fo  exa&ly  de- 
"*■  fcribes  the  preaching  of  the  late  Mr. 
Hart,  that  it  may  juftly  be  faid  in  them,  he 
being  dead,  yet  fpeakcth.  Herein  the  doc- 
trines of  the  gofpel  are  illuflrated  fo  pracli- 
cally,  the  precepts  of  the  word  enforced  fo 
evangelically,  and  their  effecls  ftated  fo  ex- 
perimentally, that  with  propriety  it  may  be 
ft)  led,  "  A  trcafury  of  doclrinal,  practical,. 
"  and  experimental  Chriftianity."  And 
though  it  be  confeiTed,  that  it  is  peculiarly 
adapted  to  circumftances  of  temptation  and 
difrrefs ;  yet  it  will  recommend  itfelf  to  chri- 
ilians  in  general,  diitinguifhed  by  the  author 
in  the  following  concife  character  :  That 
keep  the  faith  of  Chrift,  and  the  command* 
of  God. 

Thefe  Hymns  have  already  gone  through 
•fevcral,  and  fome  of  them  large  editions. 
Thev  have  Hkewife  been  copied  into  various 
eolleclions,  publiilied  by  different  perfons  ;  of 
whom  it  is  requeued,  that  they  would  affix 
the  author's  name  to  the  hymns  they  copy, 
.as  it  would  be  a  means  of  fpreading  a  valua- 
ble performance. 


TO    THE 

READER. 


JV  the  fecond  edition  of  my  Hymns  the  pre- 
face   was  omitted  for  fever al  reafons  :  The 
chief  of  which  zee  re  thfe. 

I  thought   the  account  of  my  experience   wes 

fufficiently  publiflied  and  difperjtd  in  the  firfl 
edition  ;  and  therefore  there  needed  no  repetition 
of  it;  efpecially  ay  the  book  mas  now  more  adapt- 
ed (by  the  addition  of  the  fupplement)  to  public 
worfliip,  where  narratives  of  any  kind  are  not 
very  neceffary :  Nor  was  I  without  apprehehfion 
that  fomc  ill  ufe  might  be  made  of  it,  as  there  are 

fever  al  paffages  in  it  that  may  not  fuit  the  con- 
dition of  many  Clmflians.  It  teas  therefore  'to 
be  feared  that  fbme  foolijli  men  might  take  liberty 
fr omit  to  turn  the  grace  of  God  into  la/civic uf- 
nefs  ;  and  that  what  zvas  defigned  to  difplay  the 
infinite  mercy  of  God  to  his  children,  might  be 
made,  by  the  tempter  s  craft,  an  occafion  of  fal- 
ling. 

But  theearnefl  and  repeated  enquiries  that  were 
made   after  the  preface,  and  the  longing  de/ire 

fome  expreffed  for  it,  and  (what  wa  s  above  all  J 
the  feveral  accounts  I  received  from  ferrous  Chn/- 
tians,  to  whom  it  had  been  much  hi' fed,  did  at 
a  2  laft 


To     the     READ  E  R. 

fa/1  fasfo  many  calls  of  providence,  zufiich  I  was 
unwilling  to  Ke/i/ij  prevail  upon    ?nc  to  reprint 

in  ike  third  edition:  And  for  the  fame  reajons  it 

ivas  judged  proper  to  continue  it. 

I  befeech  Almighty  God  to  make  it  further  ufe- 
Jul  to  his  chitdren,  in  making  them  fee  by  it  the 

riches  of  his  free  grace  to  the  worfl  of  men;  for 
which  intent  it  was  written*     And  let  thofe  who 

may  be  tempted  thereby  to  tempt  God,  or  to  back- 
fliae,  in  hopes  of  being  fo  varacaloully  reclaim- 
ed,  confider  that  the  repentance  iofalvation  given 
yie  may  not  be  given  to  them.  I  charge  them  there- 
fore in  the  name  of  Cod  to  beware  g/  any  Jiuh  di- 
abolical delufion  ;  for  ihey  who  fay,  let  us  fin 
that  grace  may  abound,  Their  damnation  is  juft. 
And  the  damnation  which  m?n  incur  by.  a  pre- 
fumpiuous  wilful  abufe  and  contempt  of  the  gof- 
pel,  isworfc  than  that  of  Sodorn  and  Gomorrah  ; 
.For  our  God  is  a  conluming  fire 


PREFACE, 


PREFACE 

To  the  First  Edition. 

THE  fallowing  Hymns  were  compofed, 
partly  from  feveral  paiTages  of  iciipture 
laid  on  my  heart,  or  opened  to  my  underiiand- 
ing,  from  time  to  time,  by  the  Spirit  of  God, 
or  elfe  hinted  to  me  by  other  Chriflians  ;  (of 
which  latter  there  are  indeed  but  very  few) 
partly  from  impredions  felt  under  different 
frames  of  fpirit  at  the  times  when  they  were 
refpeftively  written  ;  and  partly  from  fpenta- 
neous  impulfes,  or  ferious  reflections  on  fuch 
is  as  accidentally  occurred  to  my  mind. 
There  are  alfo  paiTages  interfperfed  here  and 
there,  that  were  written  many  years  ago  on 
various  occafions,  and  now  thought  worthy, 
alter  a  long  fuppreffion,  of  being  revived  and 
brought  to  light ;  but  thefe  like  wife  are  very 
few. 

They  were  begun  almoft  two  years  ago  ; 
b.;t  have  been  greatly  impeded,  and  often  in- 
>ted  by  diforder  and  darknefs  of/fcul, 
ami&ions  and  temptations  of  various  kinds, 
and  other  hindrances.  They  are  published  not 
only  in  the  fame  order,  but  almofr.  in  the  fame 
manner  in  which  they  were  fir  ft  written  :  For 
though  they  have  fince'  undergone  a  curfory 
'a  3  revifal, 


ii  PREFACE. 

revifal,  and  have  been  lightly  retouched,  the 
alterations  I  have  made  in  them  are  neither  very 
.numerous  nor  material- 

I  defire  wholly  to  fubmit  them,  with  myfelf, 
to  the  all-wife  difpofal  of  that  God,  the  fweet 
enlivening  influences  of  whofe  bleffed  Spirit  I 
often  felt  while  they  were  competing.  All  I 
would  humbly  with  is  ;  that  Jefr.s  of  Nazaretfi 
the  mighty  God,  the  friend  of  fmners,  would 
be  pleafed  to  make  them,  in  fome  meafure  (weak 
and  mean  as  they  are)  initnimental  in  fetting 
forth  his  glory,  propagating  and  enforcing  the 
truths  of  his  gofpel,  chearing  the  hearts  of  his 
people,  and  exalting  his  ineitimable  righteouf- 
nefs,  upon  which  alone  the  unworthy  author 
tlefires  to  reft  the  whole  of  his  falvation. 

Though  the  rich  difplays  of  God's  free  fovc- 
reign  grace,  and  electing  love  to  me  the  chief 
of  Tinners  may  be  feen,  by  an  enlightened  eye, 
in  feveral  parts  of  the  compofitions  ;  and  though 
one  of  them  in  particular  (No.  XXVII.  Page 
56.  entitled,  The  Author's  ca<n  Ccnfi'jjich  be 
written  profell^dlv  with  that  view  ;  1  (hall  ne~ 
venlielefs  lay  hold  on  the  prefent  occafion  to 
make  my  public  acknowlegemcnt  of  God's  un- 
merited r.\?.TCY  to  me,  by  giving  a  brief  hr.d 
fumraary  account  of  the  great  things  he  hat.h 
done  for  my  foul  :  I  l\\y,  a  brief  end  fummary 
account;  for  a  minute  and   circomSamial  de- 

\   of  them  would    52 ore  lhaa  fiil  an  ample 


voH1 


PREFACE.  iii 

AS  I  had  the  hanpinefs  of  being  born  of  bette- 
ring parents,  i  imbibed  the  found  doclrines  of 
the  gofpcl  from  my  infancy  ;  nor  was  I  without 
touches  of  heart,  checks  of  confeience,  and  melt- 
ings of  affections  by  the  fecret  drivings  of  God's 
Spirit  with  me  while  very  young  :  But  the  impref- 
fions  were  notdeep,  nor  the  influences  lading,  being 
frequently  defaced  and  quenched  by  the  vanities  and 
vices  of  childhood  and  youth. 

About  the  twenty-fird  year  of  my  age,  I  began, 
to  be  under  greatanxiety  concerning  my  foul.  The 
fpirit  of  bondage  diftrefied  me  fore;  though  I  endea- 
voured (as  I  believe  mod  under  legal  c&nvietions  do) 
to  commend  myfeif  to  God's  favor,  by  amendment 
of  life,  virtuous  refolutions,  moral  rectitude,  and  a 
drift  attendance  on  religious  ordinances.  I  drove 
to  fubdue  my  flefh  by  fading,  and  other  rigorous 
acls  of  penance  and  mortification  ;  and  whenever  I 
was  captivated  by  its  lufts  (which  indeed  was  often 
the  cafe)  I  endeavoured  to  reconcile  myfeif  again  to 
God  by  forrow  for  my  faults;  which,  if  attended 
with  tears,  I  hoped  would  pafs  as  current  coin  with. 
heaven;  and  then  I  judged  myfeif  whole  again,  and 
to  (tand  on  equal  terms  with  icy  foes,  till  the  nest 
fall  ^  which  generally  fucceeded  In  a  fhort  time. 

In  this  uneafv  reftle/s  round  of  finning  and  re- 
penting, working  and  reading,  I  went  on  for  above 
feven  years  ;  when  a  great  domedic  afHi&ion  befal- 
ling me,  (in  which  I  was  a  moderate  fufFerer,  but  a 
mondrous  fmner)  I  began  to  fink  deeper  and  deep- 
er into  conviction  of  my  nature's  evil,  the  deceitful- 
nefs  andhardnefs  of  my  heart,  the  wickednefs  of  my 
life,  the  fhallownefs  of  my  chridianity,  and  the 
blindneis  of  my  devoricn.  I  faw  that  I  was  in  a 
dangerous  date ;  and  that  I  mud  have  a  better  reiU 
gum  than  I  had  yet  experienced,  before  I  could, 

with 


\v  PREFACE. 

with  any  propriety  call  nvffelfa  CnrifHan.  How 
did  I  now  long  to  feel  the  merits  of  Chrift  applied  to 
my  foul  by  the  Holy  Spirit !  How  often  did  I  make 
my  ftrengeit  efforts  to  call  God  my  God!  But  alas  !  I 
could  no  more  do  this,  than  I  could  raife  the  dead. 
I  found  now,  by  wcful  experience,  that  faith  was 
not  in  my  power;  and  the'  quefticn  with  me  now 
was,  not  whether  1  would  be  a  Clinician  or  no  ;  but 
whether  I  mijrht ;  not  "whether  I  ihould  repent  and 
believe  :  but  whether  God  would  give  mc  true  re- 
pentance and  a  living  faith. 

After  fome  weeks  palled  in  this  gloomy,  dreadful 
ftate,  the  Lord  was  pkafed  to  comfort  me  a  little, 
by  enabling  me  to  appropriate,  in  fome  fneafure, 
the  merits  of  the  Saviour  to  my  own  foul.  This 
comfort  increafed  for  feme  time  :  And  my  under- 
ftahding  was  alio  wonderfully  illuminated  in  read- 
ing the  holy  fcriptures ;  fo  that  I  could  fee  Chrift  in 
many  ptoffages,  where  before  1  little  imagined  to 
find  him  ;  and  was  encouraged  to  hope  I  had  an  in- 
tereil  in  his  merits,  and  the  benefits  by  him  procured 
to  his  people. 

In  this  blefied  (rate  my  continuance  was  but 
fnort:  For,  rulhing  impetuoufly  into  notions  be- 
yond my  experience,  I  haded  to  make  rnyfelf  a 
Chriftian  by  mere  doclrine,  adopting  other  mens 
opinions  before  I  had  tried  them  ;  and  fet  up  for  a 
great  light  in  religion,  disregarding  the  internal 
work  of  grace  begun  in  my  foul  by  the  Holy  Ghoit. 
This  liberty,  aiTumed  bv  rnyfelf,  and  not  given  by 
Chrift,  fcon  grew  to  Iibcrtittifnk;  in  which  I  took 
large  progreflive  Ir rides,  and  advanced  to  a  dreadful 
height,  both  in  principle  and  practice.  In  a  word, 
I  ran  fuch  dangerous  lengths  both  of  carnal  and  fpi- 
ritnal  vn  "..  that  I  even  out-went  profefled  in- 

fidels, and  ftiocked  the  irreligious  and  profane  with 

my 


PREFACE.  v 

my  horrid  blafphemies,  and  monftrous  impieties. 
Fiardnefs  of  heart  was,  with  me,  a  iign  of  good  con- 
fidence ;  careleffnefs  went  for  truft,  empty  notions 
for  great  faith,  a  feared  confcience  for  afluranceof 
faith,  and  rafti  prefumption  for  chriftian  courage. 

My  actions  were,  in  a  great  meafure,  conformable 
to  my  notions  :  For  having  (as  I  imagined)  obtain- 
ed by  Cbrift  a  liberty  cf  finning,  I  was  refolved  to 
make  me  of  it;  and  thought  the  more  I  could  fin 
without  remorfe,  the  greater  hero  I  was  in  faith. 
A  tender  confcience  I  deemed  weaknefs ;  prayer  I 
left  for  novices  and  bigots;  and  a  broken  and  con- 
trite heart  was  a  thing  too  low  and  legal  for  me  to 
approve,  much  more  to  dtfne.  Not  to  dwell  on 
particulars,  Ifhall  only  fay  (what,  though  (hocking 
to  hear,  is  too  true  !)  that  I  commiiied  all uncteanncfs 
nviib  greedinefs. 

In  this  abominable  Hate  I  continued,  a  Icofe 
back  Aider,  an  audacious  apoftate,  a  bold  faced  re- 
bel, for  nine  or  ten  years,  not  only  committing  acts 
of  lewdnefs  myfelf,  but  inferring  others  with  the 
poifon  of  my  delufions,  I  publifhed  feveral  nieces 
on  different  fubjecls,  chiefly  tranflations  of  the  anci- 
ent Heathens ;  to  which  I  prefixed  prefaces,  and  fub- 
joined  notes  of  a  pernicious  tendency;  and  indulg- 
ed a  freedom  of  thought  far  unbecoming  a  Chriftian. 

But  God,  who  is  rich  in  mercy,  and  whofegra.ee 
is,  like  himfelf,  almighty,  did  not  altogether  give 
me  up  to  hardnefs  and  impenitence:  I  feJt,  from 
time  to  time,  meltings  of  heart  and  inward  com- 
punction ;  and  had  a  fecret  hope  at  the  bottom 
(which  often  rofe  above  my  grofs  corruptions}  that 
I  mould  not  always  go  on  in  this  abandoned  mari- 
ner, and  run  as  reprobate  to  final  perdition. 

About 


vi  PREFACE. 

About  feven  or  eight  years  ago,  I  began  • 
grees  to  reform  a  little,  and  to  live  in  a  more  fober 
and  orderly  manner.  And  now,  as  I  retained  the 
form  of  found  words,  and  held  the  dcdfcrines  of  free- 
grace,  juftificatio;,  ,  and  other  orthodox  te- 
nets, I  was  tolerably  confident  of  the  goodnefs  of 
my  ftate ;  efpecially  as  I  could  now  alfo  add  that 
other  requifite,  a  moral  behavior.  Surely  thought 
I,  though  I  have  been  fo  profligate  and  profane,  yet 
as  I  am  now  recjpimed,  and  ;  in  not  only  found  in 
principles,  but  fober  and  honeft  in  practice,  I  cannot 
but  be  in  the  right  way  to  the  favor  of  Gcd. 

For  fevcral  years,  I  went  on  in  this  eafy,  cooly 
fmooth,  and  indolent  manner,  with  a  luke  warm  in- 
fpid  kind  of  religion',  yet  not  without  feme  fecret 
whifpers  of  God's  love,  and  vifitations  of  his  grace, 
and  now  and  then  warm  addreffes  to  Jam  in  private. 
prayer»  But  alas!  all  this  while  my  heart  was  whole; 
the  fountains  of  the  great  deeps  of  my  fmful  nature 
were  not  broken  up.  I  was  therefore  confeious  that 
the  written  word  of  God  was  againft  me,  efpecially 
thofe  parts  of  it,  that  reprefent  the  children  of  God 
as  a  poor,  a-fHifted,  mourning,  broken-hearted  peo- 
ple; of  which  characleriftic  I  was  deftihite  ;  Nor 
was  the  blood  of  Chrift  effectually  applied  to  my 
foul;  Hooked  on  bin  death  indeed  as  the  grand  fa- 
critiee  for  fin  :  And  always  thought  on  him  with 
refpecT:  and  reverence  ;  bul  did  not  fee  the  ineftirna- 
ble  value  of  his  blood  and  righteoufnefs  clearly  e- 
'*ncugh  to  make  me  abhor  myfelf,  and  count  all 
things  elfe  but  dung  and  drofs.  On  the  contrary, 
when  I  ufed  to  read  the  fcriptures  (which  I  now  did 
con'.'.arjtlv,  both  in  Evglijh  and  the  original  langua- 
ofteft  affected,  and  my 
nciing  illuminated  by  many  parTages  that 
treated  of  the  Saviour ;  yet  I  was  fo  far  fro 
cr  owning   that   there  was  fuch  a  neceffity  for  his 

death, 


PREFACE.  V1 

-death,  and  that  it  couH  be  of  fuch  infinite  value  a» 
is  represented,  that  1  have  often  refolded  (O  the  hor- 
rible depth  of  man's  fall,  and  the  defperate  wicked- 
nefs  of  the  human  heart!)  that  I  never  would  believe 
it ;  and  ha*  i  to  tell  God  himfelf,  that 

he  cculd  not  make  me,  without  injuring  my  reafon, 
and  impoiing  on  my  under/landing,  by  downright 
"violence  and  perverlive  power. 

About  three  or  four  years  ago,  I  fdl  into  a  deep 
defpondencv  of  mind,  becaufe  I  had  never  experien- 
ced grand  revelations  and  miraculous  difcoveries. 
I'  was  very  melancholy,  and  fnunned  all  company, 
walking  penfively  alone,  or  fitting  in  private,  and 
bewailing  my  fad  and  dark  condition,  not  having  a 
friend  in  the  world,  to  whom  I  could  communicate 
the  burden  of  my  foul  ;  which  was  fo  heavy,  that  I 
fometimes  hentated  even  to  take  my  neceilary  food. 
iBut  after  many  a  gloomy  doleful  hour  {pent  in  foli- 
tude  and  forrow,  not  without  ftrong  and  frequent 
cries  and  tears  to  God,  and  befeeching  him  to  re- 
veal himfelf  to  me  in  a  clearer  manner,  I  thought 
he  alked  me,  in  the  rnidft  of  one  of  my  prayers  ; 
aer  I  rather  chofe  the  vifionary  revelations  of 
which  I  had  formed  fome  wild  idea,  or  to  be  con- 
tent with  milling  to  \  the  low  defpifed  myitery  of  a 
crucified  man  ?  I  was  enabled  to  prefer  the  latter ; 
and  felt  great  comfort  in  expecting  the  future  effects 
of  my  choice. 

But  gloom  of  mind,  and  deje&ion  offpirk  fall 
frequently  overwhelmed  me  :  From  which  1  ui'ed  to 
be  relieved,  by  pouring  out  my  foul  to  Chriil,  and 
befee.hing  him,  with  cries  and  groans  and  tears,  to 
himfelf  to  me;  praying  at  the  fame  time  it 
-  be  done  without  pain;  for  I, was  fo  much  a 
coward,  that  I  preferred  cafe  to  every  other  connde- 
ration.     I   was  often  anfwered  by  fuch  portions  of 

fcripture 


v-ii  PREFACE. 

fcripture  as  thefe  :  Behold  I  come  quickly  ;  and  ?ny 
reward  is  with  me — That  which  thou  hajl  already , 
hold/aft  till  I  co/ne.  To  the  latter  of  thefe,  I  doled 
my  hands  fait,  and  cried,  I  would  fooner  part  with 
every  drop  of  blood  than  let  go  the  hopes  I  already 
had  in  a  crucified  Saviour  :  And  to  the  former,  I 
ufed  to  reply,  i  after  confidering  the  words,  My  re- 
ward utuith  me  : )  "  Come,  Lord  Jefus,  come  quick- 
ly." For  tho'  I  expected  fome  fore  vifitation  ;  yet, 
believing  that  Chrilt  would  bring  ftrength  and 
power  with  him,  I  waited,  and  longed  for.  his 
coming. 

The  week  before  Eqfter,  175:7,  I  had  fuch  ah 
amazing  view  of  the  agony  of  Chrift  in  the  garden, 
as  I  know  not  well  how  to  defcribe.  I  was  loft  in 
wonder  and  adoration  ;  and  the  impreffion  it  made 
was  too  deep,  I  believe,  ever  "to  be  obliterated — t 
fliall  fay  no  more  of  this  ;  but  only  remark,  that 
notwithstanding  all  that  is  talked  about  the  fofferings 
of  Jefus,  none  can  know  any  thing  of  them,  but 
by  the  Holy  Ghoft  ;  and,  I  believe,  he  that  knows 
molt,  knows  but  very  little.  It  was  upon  this  I 
made  the  firlt  part  of  Hymn  I.  On  the  PaJJlon  : 
Which  however,  I  afterwards  mutilated  and  altered. 

I  ufed  to  be  often  terribly  cut  down  with  thofe 
words.  And  caftje  the  unprofitable  fervattt  into  cuter 
darhiefs  :  There  Jhall  be  wet  ping  a?id  ^najhing  of  teeth. 
Matth.  xxv.  30.  Which  fometimes  funk  me  al- 
moft  to  utter  defpair  ;  and  then  again  I  ufed  to  re- 
ceive fome  comfort.  At  length  defpair  beg: 
make  dreadful  head  agamft  me  :  hopes  grew  fainter, 
and  terrors  ftronger :  Which  latter  were  iqcreafed 
by  a  faithful  letter  I  received  from  a  friend,  who  had 
alfo  run  great  lengths  of  impiety  with  me  formerly, 
but  was  lijw  reclaimed.  The  convictions  I  now. 
laboured  under,  were  not  like  thofe  legal  convic- 
tions 


P'   R    E    F    A     C     E.  lis 

1  had  formerly  felt,  but  far  worfe,  horrible 
id  expreflion.  I  looked  on  myfelf  as  a  gofpel- 
finner  ;  one  that  had  trampled  under  foot  the  blood 
of  Jefus  :  and  for  whom  there  remained  no  more 
facrifice  for  fin.  I  (hall  not  enlarge  here,  chufing 
rather  to  fupprefs  than  exaggerate  ;  as  I  do  not  lay 
ftrefs  on  ir.v  '.-.vn  fu8erihg&,  or  thofe  of  any  other 
man,  except  the  man  Ghrift  Jefus ;  but  furely  what 
I  felt  was  very  grievous.  For  fo  deep  was  my  del- 
pair,  that  I  found  in  me  a  kind  of  wifn,  that  I  might 
only  be  damned  with  the  common  damnation  of 
tranfgreflbrs  of  God's  law.  But,  oh!  I  thought 
the  hotted  place  in  hell  muft  be  my  portion.  All 
the  evangelical  promifes  were  fo  far  from  comfort- 
ing me,  that  they  were  my  greateft  tormentors  ; 
becaufe  they  would  only  increafe  my  condemna- 
tion. 

This  diftrefs  and  anguiih  of  foul  was  likewife  at- 
tended with  great  infirmity  of  body.  One  morning 
I  was  waked  with  intolerable  pain,  as  if  balis  of 
fire  were  burning  my  reins.  Amidft  this  excruci- 
ating torture,  which  lafted  near  arpfironr,  one  of  the 
firft  things  I  thought  on,  was,  the  pierced  fide  of  Je- 
fus, and  what  pain  of  body,  as  well  as  foul,  he  un- 
derwent. Soon  after  tWisfcrj  ftroke,  I  was  feized 
in  the  evening  with  a  cold  (hivering,  which  I  con- 
cluded to  be  the  icy  damp  of  death,  and  that  after 
that  muft  come  everlafting  damnation.  In  this  con- 
dition I  went  to  my  bed  ;  but  dared  not  clofe  my 
eyes,  even  when  nature  was  overcharged,  left  I 
awake  in  hell. 

While  thefe  horrors  remained,  I  ufed  to  run  back- 
wards and  forwards  to  places  of  religious  worfnip, 
efpecially  to  the  tabernacle  in  Mmrfields,  and  the 
chapel  in  Tottenham  Court :  Where,  indeed  I  receiv- 
ed fome  comfort,  (which,  though  little,  was  then 
b  highly 


x  PREFACE. 

highly  prized,  becaufe  greatly  needed)  but  in  the 
general  almbii  every  thing  ierved  only  to  condemn 
me,  to  make  me  rue  my  own  backflidings,  and  envy 
thofe  children  of  God,  who  had  continued  to  walk 
hcneftly  ever  fince  their  firft  converfion.  Notions 
of  religion  I  wanted  no  man  to  teach  me  ;  I  had 
docliine  enough;  but  found  by  woful  experience, 
that  dry  doclrine,  though  ever  fo  found,  will  not 
fuftuin  a  foul  in  the  day  of  trial. 

In  this  fad  (rate  I  went  moping  about  (and  that 
I  could,  was  next  to  a  miracle)  having  foine  little 
hope  at  the  bottom  under  all,  which  now  and  then 
would  glimmer,  but  was  foon  overwhelmed  again 
with  clouds  of  horror,  till  Whitfunday,  1757  ;  when 
I  happened  to  go  in  the  afternoon  to  the  Moravian 
chrr."  el  in  Fitter-Lane,  where  I  had  been  feveral  times 
before.  1  he  minifter  preached  on  thefe  words  ; 
Becaufe  thou  haft  kept  the  tvord  of  tny  patience,  I  alfo 
keep  theefmrn  the  hour  of temptation,  which  Jhall 
come  upon  all  the  rivcr!d,  to  try  them  that  dwell  upon  the 
earth,  Rev.  iii.  ]  o.  Though  the  text,  and  molt  of 
what  was  faid  on  it,feemed  to  make  greatly  againft 
me  ;  yet  I  liflened  with  much  attention,  and  felt 
myfelf  deeply  imprefled  by  it.  When'it  was  over, 
I  thought  of  battening  to  Tottenham  Court  chapel  ; 
but  prefently  altering  my  mind,  returned  to  my 
own  houfe. 

I  was  hardly  got  home,  when  I  felt  myfelf  melt- 
ing away  into  a  lbrange  foftnefs  of  affection  ;  which 
made  me  fling  myfelf  on  my  knees  before  God. 
My  horrors  were  immediately  difpelled,  and  fueh 
light  and  comfort  flowed  into  ray  heart,  as  no  words 
can  paint.  The  Lord  by  his  Spirit  of  love  came, — 
not  in  a  vifionary  manner  into  my  brain,  but  with 
fuch  divine  power  and  energy  into  my  foul,  that  I 
was  loft  in   biifsfuj    amazement.      I    cried    out, 

<<  What 


P     R     E     F     A     C     E.  fcl 

fC  What  me,  Lord  ?"    His  Spirit  anfwered  in  me, 
Yet,  thee.     I   objected  ;    "    But  I  have  been  fo  un- 
fpeakably  vile   and   wicked.'' — The  anft    i 
I pardon  thee  fully  and  freely.      Thy  muwgot 
I  had  now  fet  about  a  thorough  amendment,  if  pe  « 
adventure  I  might  be  fpared)   cannot  fave  thee 
Jball  thy   <wickednefs   damn  thee.     Fun 
all  thy  works  in  thee  and  for  thee  :  and  to  brl 
fafe  through  all.     The  alteration  I  then 
foul,  was  as  fuddeh  and  palpable,  as  that    •. 
experienced  by  a  perfon  daggering,  and  almoft  link- 
ing under  a  burden,  when  it   is  immediately 
from  his  moulders.     Tears  ran  in  dreams  from  my 
eves  for  a  confiderable  while  ;  and  I  was  fo  fwallow- 
ed  up  in  joy  and  thankfulnefs,  that  I  hardly 
where  I  was.     I  threw   my  foul  williiiglv  int 
Saviour's  hands;  lay   weeping   at  his  feet,  wholly 
reiigned  to  his  will,  and  onhr  begging  that  I  m 
if  he  was  gracicuily  pleafed  to  permit  it,  be  offorae 
fervke  to  his  church  and  people. 

Thenceforth  I  enjoyed  fw^t  peace  in  my  ibul  ; 
and  had  fuch  clear  and  frequentmaiiifeyh 
love  to  me,  that  I  longed  for  no  other  heaven.    My 
horrors- were   banifhed,  and  have   not,  I  thin 
turned   ilncc   with   equal    violence.     AnrTtho 
can  fee  little  figns,  as  vet,  of  his  ;  hy  re- 

queft  concerning  ufefulnefs  ;  *  though  I  am  very 
barren  cf  good,  and  full  of  evil  ;  though  I  have 
many  fore  trials  and  temptations  in  my  foul  ;  yet  it 
pleafes  the  Lord  to  reveal  hirhfelf  often  in  me,  to 
open  the  myfteries  of  his  crofs,  and  give  me  to  trufb 
in  his  precious  bleed. 

Not  long  after   this  my — Shall   I  call  it  reeonver- 
fan?    I  was  terribly  infe Peed  with  thought:,  fo  mon- 
b  2  ;.:;,- 

*  Note,  This  was  written  before  the  A.U1 
call  to  the  miniitry. 


xii  PR     E     F    A    C     E. 

firoufly  obfcene  and  blafphemous,  that  they  cannot 
be  fpoken,  nor  fo  much  as  hinted  ;  and,  I  believe, 
fuch  as  hardly  ever  entered  into  the  heart  of  any 
other  man  ;  though  I  am  fenfihle  that  moil  of  God's 
children  are  fome  times  attacked  in  like  -manner  : 
But  mine  were  foul  and  black  beyond  example,  and 
feemed  to  be  the  mailer  pieces  of  hell.  They  haunt- 
ed me  fome  months  ;  and  ufed  to  make  me  weep 
bitterly,  and  cry  earneftly  to  my  Gcd  to  remove 
them  :  Which  at  Iafl  he  was  pleafed  to  do  in  a  great 
meafura  ;  though  they  would  often  be  returning 
ftiil,  like  intruding  vifitants,  but  are  not  permitted 
to  come  with  much  power.  In  ihort,  I  feel  myfelf 
now  as  poor,  as  weak,  as  helplefs,  and  dependent 
as  ever  ;  but  now  my  weaknefs  is  my  greateft 
ftreagth  ;  I  now  rejoice,  though  I  rejoice  with 
trembling. 

I  foon  began  to   be  vifited  by    God's  Spirit  in  a 
different  manner   from  whatever  I   had  felt  before. 
I  had  conftaut  communion  with  him  in  praver.  His 
fullering*,  his  wounds,  his  agonies  of  foul  Were  im- 
prefc  upon  me  in  an  a  nazing  manner.  I  now  believ- 
ed my  name  was  fculptured  deep  in  the  Lord  Jefus's 
,  with  characters  never    to  be  erafed.     I   faw 
him,  witfl  the  eye  of  faith,  Hooping  under  the  load 
of-friy  fins  ;  groaning  and    grovelling  in  Gethfematie 
for  a-:j.     The   incarnate    God  wasj»ore  2nd  more 
revealed  to  hie  ;  and  I  had  far-otber  notions  of  his 
I  had  entertained  before.     Now  I 
at  the  grief  of  Ghiift  was  the  grief  of  in- 
ker i  that  his  wounds  were  the  wounds  of  the   Al- 
mighty God  ;  and  the  .lead  drop  of  his  blood  now 
n  d  to  me  more  valuable  tl  toufands  of 

worlds.  As  I  had  before  thought  his  fufierings  toa 
lu tie,  to  me  to  be  too  gnat  \  and 

1  cried  out,  in  tranfports  of  blif-ful  aftonim- 
ipent ;  f  Lord,  'tis  too  much,  'tis  too  much  ;  furely 

"  my 


PREFACE.  xiii 

"  my  foul  was  not  worth  fo  great  a  price."  I 
had  a!fo  fuch  a  {pint  of  fympathetic  love  to  the 
Lord  Jefus  given  me,  that  after  I  had  left  off  to 
for  row  for  wjfclf,  for  fome  months  I  grieved  and 
mourned  bitterly  for  him.  I  looked  on  him  whom  I 
had  pierced,  and  felt  fuch  fharp  compunction,  mixt 
at  the  fame  time  with  fo  much  companion,  that  liifi 
pain  and  the  plea&re  I  experienced,  are  much  better 
felt  than  expreft. 

Jefus  Chrift,  and  he  crucified,  is  now  the  only 
thing  I  defire  to  know.  In  that  incarnate  myfrery 
are  contained  all  the  rich  treafu  res.  bf  divine  wifdorh. 
This  is  the  mark,  towards  which  I  am  Hill  v. 

d.     This  is   the  cup  offalvatjon,  of 
I  wilh  to    drink   deeper   and  deeper.     This  is   the 
knowlege,  in  which  I  long  to  grow  ;  and  aeiSre  at 
the  fame  time  a  daily  increaie  in  all  true  grr ; 
godlinefs.     All  duties,  means,  ordinances,  efff.  arc 
to  me  then  only  rich,  when  they  are  enriched  with 
the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ;  in  companion   of  w 
all  things  clfe  are  but  chaff  and  hulks, 

Pharisaic  Zeal,  and  Ajntinomfan  Sffctf- 
rity,  are  the  two  engines  of  fatan,  with  which  he 
grinds  the  church  in  all  ages,,  as  betwixt  the  upper 
and  die  nether  mil&one.  The  {pace  between  them 
is  much  narrower  and  harder  to  find,  than  molt  men 
imagine.  It  is  a  path  which  the  vulture's  eye  hath 
net  feen  ;  and  none  can  fhew  it  us  but  the  Holy 
Choir.  Here,  let  no  one  trull  the  directions  of  his 
own  heart,  or  of  any  other  man;  left  by  being 
warned  to  ihun  the  one,  he  be  darned  againft  the 
Gthcr.  The  distinction  is  too  fine  for  man  to  difcern  : 
Therefore,  let  tht  ChriiHan  aik  direction  of  his  God. 
Thefe  two  hideous  moniters  continually  worry  and 
perplex  my  foul  :  Nor  is   the-  firmer ,    though    ap- 

b  3  uca: 


ativ  •?    R    E     j     A     C    £. 

pearing  in  a  hoKer  Pnape,  one  whit  lefs,  but  (if  pof- 
iibJf)^moi-e  odious  to  me  than  the  latter.  Therefore,, 
from  the  wonderful  dealings  of  God  towards  me, 
I  endeavour  to  draw  the  following  obfervatk/ns. 

On  the  o~az  hand,  I  would  obferve  ;  That  it  is 
not  of  kin  il.at  *ivillcfht  mr  of  him  that  runneth,  but  of 
God  which  Jheiveth  wary — '1  hat  none  can  make  a 
Chriilian,  but  he  that  made  the  world — That  it  is 
the  glory  of  God  to  bring  good  out  of  evil — That 
i  he  loveth,  he  loveth  unto  the  end. — That 
though  all  men  feek,  more  or  .lefs,  to  recommend 
themfelves  to' God's  favor  by  their  works,  yet,  la 
it  ixorketh  not,  but  be/ievetheto  Him  that  juftifieih 
the  Ungodly,  Li<  faith  is  counted firWighteoufneft — 'i  hat 
the  blood  of  the  Redeemer,  applied  to  the  foul  by  his 
Spirit,  is  the  otte  thing  needful. — That  prayer  is  the 
tail:  and  labor  of  a  Phanfee  ;  but  the  privilege  and 
delight  of  a  Christian. — That  God  grants  not  the 
requcil  of  his  people,  becaufe  they  pray  ;  but  they 
pray,  becau'c  he  dciigns  to  anfwer  their  petitions. — 
That  fetf-rigliteoufnefs,  and  legal  hohnefs  rather 
keep  the   \  thaTi  draw  it  to  Chrift — -That 

they  voo  lock  lalvarion  by  thera,  parfue  fhadows ; 

i  of  the  lav,  and  err  from  the 
-rv,  the    i  the  >'  '.--•'!  1-at  God's  de' 

to  glor  rie,  as  to  debafe  ihe  excellency 

-That  no  righteoufnefs  befides 
"■  of  Jefus  [that  is,  the  rigbteonfnefs 
:eptance.~ -T  hat 
to  be  •  a  devout  man* 
is  very  fliort  of  being  a  Chri^ian. — That  the  eye  of 
faith  looks  more  to  the  blood  cf  Jcfu.%  than  to  the 
foul's  victory  over  corruptions. That  the  deal- 
ings of  God  wi  h  his  people,  though  fimilar  in  the 
general,  ar :                                        .  that  there  is  no. 

thofe 


PREFACE.  xv 

of  another :  no  laying  down  regular  plans  of  chrii- 
oarerfion,  chriltian  experience,  chriltian  ufe- 
Fulnefs,  or  chriltian  conversation. — That  the  will  of 
God  is  the  only  ftandard  of  right  and  good — That 
the  fpiinkling  of  the  blood  of  a  prucified  Saviour 
on  the  confcience,  by  the  Holy  Ghcft,  fanclifies  a 
man  :  Without  which  the  mod  abltemious  life  and 
rigorous  discipline  is  unholy. — Laftly,  That  faith 
and  holinefs,  with  every  other  bleffing,  are  the 
purchafe  of  the  Redeemer's  blood  ;  and  that  he  has 
a  right  to  Inflow  them  0:1  wham  he  will,  in  inch  a 
manner,  and  in  fuch  a  meafure,  as  he  thinks  belt  ; 
though  the  fpirit  in  all  men  iuiteth  to  envy. 

On  the  other  hand,  I  would  obferve ;  that  it  is 
not  fo  ear,r  to  be  a  Chriltian  as  fame  men  feem  to 
think. — That  for  a  living  foul  really  to  trn.it  in 
Chrift  alone,  when  he  fees  nothing  in  himfelf  but 
evil  and  Mn,  is  an  act  as  fupernatural,  as  iotJPeter 
to  walk  the  fea. — That  mere  doctrine  though  ever 
fo  found,  will  not  alter  the  heart;  confequentiy  that 
to  turn  from  one  itt  of  tenets  to  another,  is  net 
Christian  conrerfion. — That  as  much  as  Laxams 
coming  out  of  his  grave,  and  feeling  himfelf  restored 
to  life,  differed  from  thofe  who  only  faw  the  mira- 
cle, or  believed  the  fact  when  told  them  ;  fo  great 
is  the  difference  between  a  foul's  real  coming  out  of 
himfelf,  and  having  the  righteoufnefs  cf  Chrift  im- 
puted to  him  by  the  precious  faith  of  God's  elect, 
and  a  man's  bare  believing  the  doeirne  of  imputed 
righteoulnefs  becaufe  he  fees  it  contained  in  ferip- 
ture,  or  affenting  to  the  truth  of  it  when  propofed 
to  his  under-Handing  by  others — That  a  whole- 
hearted difciple  can  have  but  little  communion 
with  a  broken-hearted  Lord. — That  if  any  manhave 
not  the  fpirit  ofCkrift  he  is  woneof.  his. — That  a  ] 
erlefs  fpirit,  is  net  the  fpirit  of  Chrift  ;  but  that  pray- 
er ta  a  Chriitiana  is  aiijieceiTary  and.  as  n:.:-.:ral  as 

food 


xvi  PREFACE. 

food  to  a  natural   man — That  the  ufual  way  of  go- 
ing to  heaven  is  through  much   tribulation — That 
the  {inner,  which  is  drawn  to  Chrilt,  is  not  he  that 
haslearxt  that  he  is  a  firmer  by  head  knowledge,  but 
that  feels  himfelffuch  by  heart   contrition. — That 
hethatbelieverhjhathan  unction  from  the  Holy  One. 
— That  a  true  Chriftian  is  as  vitally  united  to  Chrifl, 
as  my  hand  or  foot  to  my  body;  confequently  fufFers 
and  rejoices  with  him. — That  a  believer  talks   and 
converfes  with  God. — That  a  dead   faith  can   no 
more  cherifh  the  foul  than  a  dead  corpfe  can  per- 
form the   functions  of  Life — That   where  there  is 
true  faith,  there  will  be  obedience  and  the  fear  of 
God.     That  he  that  lives  by  the  faith  of  the  Son  of 
God,  eateth  his  flelh,  and  drlnketh  his  blood. — That 
A-  thai  hath  the  Son,  he-ih  life  ,\  and  he  that  hath  not  the 
God,  hath  not  life. — That  many  imagine  them- 
felves  great  believers,  who  have   little  or   no  true 
at  all:  And  many,  who  deem  themfelves  void 
of  faith,   cleave  to  Chrifl:  by  the  faith  of  the  opera- 
f  God. — That  faith,  like  geld,  muft  be  tried 

in  the  lire,  before  it  can  be   fafelv  depended  on. — 
,  that  Christians  are  fealed  by  the  Holy  Giioft 

to   the  cay  ef  redemption  :  And  to   this  feal  they 

truft  their  eternal  welfare,  not  to  naked  knowledge, 
dilative  notions,  though  ever  fo  deep.     They 

dread  to  dream  they  are  rich,  when  they  are  blind 

end  poor  ;.  to  have  a  name  to  live,  and  yet  be  dead; 

or  to  be  forced  to  fly  for  precarious  refuge  to  the 
tural  fcheme  of  univerfalfalvation,  with  thofe 

who  hope  to  be  faved,   Leeaufe  they  think  there  win 

be  none  loft. 

For  my  own  part,  I  confefs  myfelf  a  tinner  ftill ; 
and  though  I  am  not  much  tempted  to  outward  grofs 
acls  of  iniquity,  yet  inward  corruptions  and  fpiritual 
wickednefs  continually  harrafs  and  perplex  my  foul, 
and  often  make  me  cry  out, ««  O  wretched  man  that 

«  1 


P     R     E     F     A     C     E. 


xvu 


<(  I  am  ;  who  (hall  deliver  me  from  the  body  of 
"  tin's  death!"  From  me  they  are  not  yet  removed; 
though  I  once  hoped,  with  many  others,  that  I  mould 
foon  get  rid  of  them.  All  I  can  do  is  to  look  to  Je- 
fus  through  them  all  ;  cling  faft  to  his  woui 
long  to  becloathed  with  his  righteoufnefs ;  pray  him 
to  plead  my  caufeagainit  thefe  fpiritual  enemies  that 
rife  up  againit  me;  and,  tjaough  I  feel  my felf  le- 
prous from  head  to  foot,  i2telic\  e  it, a:  I  am  clean 
through  the  word  which  he  hath  fpoken  unto  me. 
In  fhort,  I  rejoice,  not  bccaufe  thefpirits  are  always 
fubjccl  to  me  (for,  alas  !  I  find  they  are  often  too 
ftrong  for  me  to  controul)  but  becaufe  my  name  is 
written  in  heaven. 

I  am  daily  more  and  more  convinced,  that  the 
f>comife  of  God,  to  his  />ioph>,  are  abfoltrte;  and  de- 
fire  to  build  my  hopes  on  the  free  electing  love  of 
God  in  Chrirr.  Jefus  to  my  foul,  before  the  world 
began;  which,  I  can  experimentally  and  feelingly 
fay,  hath  delivered  from  the  lo'ujcji  hell.  Ke  hach 
plucked  me  as  a  brand  out  of  the  fire.  1  hough  my 
ways  were  dreadfully  cangerees  to  the  larl  degree, 
his  eye  was  all  along  upon  me  for  good.  Pie  hath 
excited  me  to  love  much,  by  forgiving  me  much. 
me, and  full  daily  fhews'me,  the  a- 
bominable  deceit,  lull,  enmity,  and  pride  ol 
heart,  and  the  inconceivable  depths  of  his  mercy  ; 
how  far  I  was  fallen,  and  how  much  it  cofc  him  of 
fweat  and  blood  to  bring  me  up.  Fie  hath  proved 
himfelf  Wronger  than  I :  and  his  gocdnefs  fuperior  to 
all  my  unworthinefs.  He  gives  me  to  knorju  and  to 
feel  too,  that  without  him  I  can  do  nothing.  Ffe 
tells  me  (and  he  enables  me  to  believe  it)  that  I  am 
all  fair,  and  there  is  no  fpotin  me.  Though  an  ene- 
my, he  calls  me  his  friend  ;  though  a  traitor,  his 
.  'bough  a  beggared  prodigal,  he  clothes  me 
with  the  bjitohz,  and  has  put  a  ring  of  endlefs  love 

and 


xviii         PREFACE. 

and  mercy  on  my  hand.  And  though  I  am  often 
forely  diilrefl  by  fpi ritual  internal  iocs,  afflicted* 
tormented,  and  bowed  down  almoft  to  death,  with 
the  fenfe  of  my  own  prefent  barrennefs,  ingratitude, 
and  pronenefs  to  evil;  he  fecretly  (hews  me  his 
bleeding  wounds;  but  foitly,  and  powerfully  vvhif- 
pers  to  my  foul,  "  I  am  thy  great  falvation." 

His  fise  diftingvuJSui  ,  grace  is  the  bottom  on 
which  is  fixt  the  reft  of  my  poor  weary  tempted  foul. 
-On  this  I  ground  my  hope.,  oftentimes  when  unfup- 
ported  by  any  .other  evidence,  fave  only  by  the  fpi- 
rit  of  adoption  received  from  him.  He  hath  cho- 
fen  me  out  from  everlaRing,  in  whom  to  make 
known  the  inexhauftible  riches  of  his  free  grace  and 
long  differing.  Though  I  am  a  ftranger  to  others, 
and  a  wonder  to  myfelf;  yet  I  know  him,  or  rather 
am  known  of  hirn.  Though  poor  in  myfelf,  I  am 
rich  enough  in  him.  When  my  dry,  empty,  bar- 
ren foul  is  parched  with  thirft,  he  kindly  bids  me 
come  to  him,  and  drink  my  fill  at  the  fountain-head. 
In  a  word,  he  empowers  me  to  fay,  with  experiment- 
al evidence;  nukere  Jtti  abounded;  grace  did  much  mare 
abound.     Amen  and  Amen, 


April,  1759.  T'ke 


(  xix  ) 
THE 

DEDICATION. 


JESUS,  Jehovah,  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth, 
To  whom  I  owe  my  firft  and  fecond  birth ; 
Whofe  hands  firft  form'd  me ;  and  whofe  precious 

blood 
Redeem'd  my  foul,  and  gives  me  peace  with  God ; 
My  faithful  Friend,  my  Father  reconcil'd, 
Accept  an  offering  from  thy  feeble  child 
Whofe  helplefs  hand  this  token,  mean  andfmall, 
Would  fondly  give  to  Thee,  who  giv'ft  him  all. 
Take  both  the  gift  and  giver  to  thy  care  : 
May  both  thy  bounty,  and  thy  love  declare. 
By  thee  be  both  directed  to  fulfil 
The  holy  confels  of  thy  reav'kly  will. 


(  xx  ) 

The  Faft  Hymn. 

s   Y  |  'HE  mighty  God  that  reigns  on  high 
X     Inhabiting eternity  ; 
Who  makes  the  hcav'nof  heav'ns  his  throne, 
The  holy,  high,  and  lofty  one. 

2  Before  the  fplendor  of  whofe  rays 
The  brighter!:  angel  veils  his  face, 
Whih  all  the  holt  with  one  accord 
Cry,  holy,  holy,  hplj  Lord  ! 

3  This  God  (fo  humble  is  his  love) 
Stoops  to  behold  the  things  above  : 
But  lower  ftill  that  love  can  go, 
And  ftoop  to  vifit  worms  below. 

4  His  royal  ftate  afide  he  laid, 

Game  down  to  earth,  a  man- was  made, 
To  makfe  poor  men  the  fons  of  God, 
And  pay  the  debt  his  brethren  ow'd. 

5  With  finners  (condefcenfion  great!) 
With  finners  Jefus  deign'd  to  eat ; 
And  tempted  in  the  defart  vaft, 
For  finners  Jie  vouchfaf'd  to  fall. 

(>■  Hunger  and  thiril  with  willing  mind 
He  underwent,  nor  oncerepind  ; 
Content  beneath  our  load  to  groan, 
And  make  cur  woes  and  wants  his  own. 

7  Now,  Chrillian,  offer  pray'rs  and  praife  ; 
Acknowledge  him  in  all  thy  ways. 

Nor  alms  nor  fadings  difcileem  ; 
For  God  accepts  them  all  in  him. 

8  Fear  not:  thy  gracious  God  in  love 

Thy  pray'rs  will  hear,  thy  fafts  approve. 
For  what  good  thing  can  he  deny, 
Who  gave  his  only  Son  to  die  r 

INDEX 


I     N     D     E     X. 

Pag.  Hynn 
'      A 

A  Form  of  words  tho'  e'er  fo  found 
A  man  there  13,  a  real  man     — > 
A  faint  there  was  in  days  of  old      — 
And  mult  it,  Lord,  be  fo  — 

And  now  the  work  is  done  — 

As  when  a  child  fecure  of  harms         — • 

B 

Believers  own  they  are  but  blind     — - 
Blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul,  and  raife  — 
BleiTed  are  they  whofe  guilt  is  gone 
Bleil  Spir't  of  truth  eternal  God     — 
Brethren,  let  us  praife  our  Lord         ' — 
Brethren,  thofe  who  come  to  blifs     — 
Brethren,  why  toil  ye  thus  for  toys    - 
Brethren,  would  you  know  your  Itay 

C 

Chrilt  is  the  friend  of  finners  —- 

Come  all  ye  cfaofen  faints  of  God     — ■ 
Come  hither,  ye  that  fain  would  know 
Come  hither,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord     — 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 

Come,  my  foul,  and  let  us  try      

Come,  poor  finners,  come  away       — 
Come,  ye  backiliding  fons  of  God     - 
Come,  ye  Chriftians,  ring  the  praifes    - 
Come,  ye  humble  finder-train         — 
Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord        — 
Come,  ye  finners  poor  and  wretched 

D 

Dark  is  he,  whofe  eye's  not  fingle:     — 
Defcend  from  heav'n  celeftial  Doyc     — 
A 


122 

90 

10 

7 

61 

44 

26 

20 

152 

119 

92 

69 

106 

77 

95 

72 

136 

103 

8 

5 

3° 

23 

121 

89 

*45 

1 12 

59 

42 

123 

91 

1 

1 

84 

62 

39 

27 

6 

4 

3i 

24 

52 

36 

126 

93 

73 

55 

& 

39 

J5 

12 

l33 

100 

89 

66 

9 

6 

F 

I     N     D    E     X. 

F 

Faith  in  Jefus  can  repel 

Faith  in  the  bleeding  Lamb         

G 
God  thus  commanded  Jacob's  feed     — 
Gracious  God,  thy  children  keep      — 

H 

He  that  believeth  Chrift  the  Lord      — 

How  blefl  is  the  feafon      

How  can  ye  hope,  deluded  fouls  — 
How  hard  and  rugged  is  the  way  < — 
How  high  a  privilege  'tis  to  know 

How  fore  a  plague  is  fin 

How  ftrange  is  the  courfe  that  a  ) 
Chriitian  mull  fleer  ) 

How  wond'ro.us  are  the  works  of  God 

I 

I  am,  faith  Chrift,  the  way         

Jefus  is  our  God  and  Saviour         — 

Jefus  is  the  chiefeft  good  ■ 

Jefus,  when  on  the  bloody  tree     

jefus,  while  he  dwelt  below         

If  duft  and  allies  might  prefume         — 

If  ever  it  could  come  to  pals        

If  unbelief's  that  fin  accurft  

Jn  all  our  worft  afflictions 
Innumerable  foes 


Is  then  the  law  of  God  untrue       — 

K 

Kind  fouls,  who  for  the  miseries  moan 
King  Hezekiah  lay  difeas'd       — 

L 

Lamb  of  God  we  fall  before  thee 
let  us  all  with  grateful  praifes         — 
Let  us  alk  th'  important  queflicn      <— 


Pag.  Hym. 

8? 

64 

66 

5° 

46 

31 

118 

87 

108 

79 

16 

13 

1 1 

8 

114 

84 

l3S 

102 

*3* 

106 

44 

29 

27 

21 

127 

94 

7* 

54 

'5 

1 1 

14.9 

1J5 

99 

75 

77 

*7 

JI5 

H 

5 

3 

29 

22 

79 

5s 

131 

98 

70 

52 

141 

109 

22 

J7 

18 

14 

75  ' 

56 

Lord 


INDEX. 

Pag.  Hy 

Lord,  look  en  all  aiTembled  here  — 
Lord,  pity  outcafts  vile  and  bafe  — 
Lord,  we  lie  before  thy  feet 


Lord,  what  a  riddle  is  my  foul  —  — 
Lord,  when  I  hear  thy  children  talk  — 
Lord,  when  thy  Spir't  defcends  to  (hew 

M 

Man  bewail  thy  fituation  

Mercy  is  welcome  news  indeed  — ■ 

Mighty  enemies  without  

Miilaken  men  may  bawl       

Much  we  talk  of  jefu's  blood ■ 

My  brethren,  why  thefe  anxious  fears 
My  God,  when  I  reflect        

N 
No  prophet  nor  dreamer  of  dreams       ■ — 

Now  for  a  wond'rous  fong 

Now  from  the  garden  to  the  crofs 

O 

O  -ye  fons  of  men  be 


129 

96 

*fl 

M8 

98 

74 

4 

2 

M-f 

11 1 

60 

43 

88 

*K 

69 

9« 

82 

60 

109 

80 

5* 

4» 

127 

9? 

H 

10 

96 

73 

94 

71 

85 

63 

P 

40 

1 12 

82 

23 

iS 

4+ 

3o 

5° 

3,4 

21 

16 

Of  all  the  creatures  God  has  made    — 
Oh!  the  pangs  by  Chriitians  felt      — 
Oh!   what  a  narrow,  narrow  path       — 
Oh !  what  a  fad  and  doleful  night       — 
Once  more  the  cohftant  fun     

P 
Perfect  holinefs  of  fpirit         91       63 

R 
Righteous  are  the  works  of  God      —       143     no 
Righteoufnefs  to  the  believer      —     —      90       67 

o 

Some  Chriilians  to  the  Lord  regard  a  day  49       33 

T 

That  day  when  Chrift  was  cruicined  {2        3 ; 

The  fountain  of  Chrift         u-6       £6 

A  2  The 


1     N     D     E     a. 

Fag.  Hym. 

TheGodltruft          132  99 

The  Holy  Ghoft  in  feripture  faith  1 2  9 

The  Lord  aflur'd  the  chofen  race       —  42  28 

The  Lord  that  made  both  heav'n  and  earth  47  32 

The  moon  and  ftars  fhall  lofe  their  light  66  48 

The  Tinner  that  by  precious  faith       — ■  53  37 

The  fmner  that  truly  believes     —     —  119  88 

The  foul  that  with  lincere  delires  64  46 

The  fouls  that  would  to  Jefus  prefs      —  20  15 

'J 'he  things  on  earth  which  men  efteem  104"  76 

Though  ilrait  be  the  way            25  19 

Though  void  of  all  that's  good         —  139  107 

Thus  faith  the  Lord  to  thofethat  ftand  137  104 

To  comprehend  the  great  Three-One  65  47 

To  you  who  Hand  in  Chrift  fo  faft     —  137  105 

W 

What  makes  miftaken  men  afraid     —  146  113 

What  flavifh  fears  moieft  my  mind     —  ^^  2$ 

What  tongue  can  fully  tell 125  92 

Whatever  prompts  the  foul  to  pride  150  116 

When  Aaron  in  the  holielt  place         —  81  59 

When  Adam  by  tranfgrefiion  fell  54  38 

When  deaf  to  ev'ry  warning  giv'n       —  66  49 

When  I  by  faith  my  Maker  fee      130  97 

When  Jefus  with  his  mighty  love      — •  134  iot 

When  is  it  Chriftians  allagree     151  117 

When  Noah  with  his  fa vour'd  few  107  78 

When  thebleft  day  of  Pentecoft        —  62  45 

When  we  pray,  or  when  we  fing       —  84  6t 

Whene'er  I  makefome  fudden  Hop  140  108 

Whoe'er  believes  aright        71  53 

Wide  is  the  gate  of  death         —      —  35  26 

Y 

Ye  children  of  God         113  83 

Ye  lambs  of  Chrift's  fold no  81 

Ye  fouls  that  are  weak      —     —     —  148  114 

Ye  tempted  fouls,  reflect         < 93  7° 

HYMNS. 


HYMNS,      &c. 


H  Y  M  N     I. 
On  the  Passion. 


i   pOME,  all  ye  chofen  faints  of  God, 
\w^  That  long  to  feci  t\\<z  cleaniing  blood, 
In  penfive  pleasure  join  with  me, 
To  fing  of  fad  Gethfttnane. 

2  Gethfemane  the  Olive-Prefs  ! 

(And  why  fo  caird,  let  Chriflians  guefs) 
Fit  name  !  fit  place  !  where  vengeance  drove. 
Andgrlp'dand  grappled  haid  with  love. 

3  'Twas  here  the  Lord  of  life  appear'd, 

And  figh'd,  and  groan'd,  and  pray'd,  and  fear'd; 

Bore  all  incarnate  God  could  bear, 

With  ftrength  enough — and  none  to  fpare. 

4.  The  pow'rs  of  hell  united  prefs'd 

And  fqueez'd  his  heart,  and  bruis'd  his  breaft. 
What  dreadful  conflicts  rag'd  vvithin, 
Yy'n.cii  fvveat  and  blood  fere'd  thro'  the  fein  ! 

5  Difpatch'd  from  heav'n  an  angel  flood, 
Amaz'd  to  find  him  bath'd  in  blood, 
Ador'd  by  angels  and  obey'd  ; 
But  lower  now  taan  angels  made. 

6  He 


f  - 

6  He  flood  to  ftrengthen,  not  to  fight : 
Jufti  its  utmoft  ■ 

i  his  viclim  vengeance  will  purfue  : 
He  undertook  j  and  mult  go  thro*. 

7  Three  favour'd  fervants,  lef"«:  not  far, 
Were  bid  to  wait  and  watch  the  war: 

Eut  Chi  ill  withdrawn,  what  watch  we  keep  ! 
To  fhun  the  fight,  they  funk  in  fieep. 

S  BackWards  and  forwards  thrice  he  ran, 
As  if  he  fought  fome  hi  Jp  from  man  ; 
Or  wiih'd  at  leaft,  they  would  condole 

('Twas  ail  they  could)  his  tortur'd  foul. 

9  Wftate'er  he  fought  for,  there  was  none  T 
Our  Captain  fought  the  field  alone  : 
'Soon  as  the  chief  to  battle  led, 
That  moment  tv'vy  Ibldier  fled. 

30  Myfterious  conflict  I  dark  difguife! 
Hid  from  all  creatures  peering  eyes. 
Angels  aflonifn'd  view'd  thefcene; 
And  wonder  yet,  what  all  could  mean* 

11   O  Mount  cf  Gli<ves,  facred  grove ! 
O  garden,  fcene  of  tragic  love.' 
"What  bitter  herbs  thy  beds  produce  ? 
How  rank  their  fcent !  how  harfh  their  juice  t 

\i  Para  virtues  now  thefe herbs  contain  : 
The  Saviour  fnck'd  out  ail  their  bane. 
My  mouth  with  thefe  if  eonfeience  craftj 
I'll  eat  them  with  the  Pafchal  Lamb. 

1 3  O  Kedron,  gloom}-  brook,  how  foul 
Thy  black  polluted  waters  roll ! 

No 


(     3     ) 

No  tongue  can  tell  (but  Tome  can  talk) 
The  filth  that  into  thee  was  call. 

[4  In  Eden's  garden  there  was  food 
Of  every  kind  for  man,  while  good; 
But  banim'd  thence,  we  fly  to  Thee, 
O  garden  of  Gethfemaue. 


PART     2. 

1  AND  why  dear  Saviour,  tell  me  why, 
±\.  Thou  thus  would'ft  fuffer,  bleed  and  die  ? 
What  mighty  m  otive  could  thee  move  ? 

The  motive's  plain  j  'twas  all  for  love. 

2  For  love  of  whom  ?  Of  iinners  bafe, 
A  harden'd  herd,  a  rebel-race  ; 

That  mock'd  and  trampled  on  thy  blood, 
And  wanton'd  with  the  wounds  of  God. 

3  When,  rocks  and  mountains  rent  with  dread, 
And  gaping  graves  gave  up  their  dead, 
When  the  fair  fun  withdrew  his  lights 
And  hid  his  head,  to  fhunihe  fight. 

4  Then  ftood  the  wretch  of  human  race, 
And  rais'd  his  head,  and  fhew'd  his  face, 
Gaz'd  unconcem'd  when  nature  fail'd  ; 

And  fcofFd,  and  fneer'd,  and  curs'd,  andrail'd. 

5  Harder  than  rocks  and  mountains  are, 
More  dnll  than  dirt  and  earth  by  far, 

Man  view'd  unmov'd  thy  blood's  rich  flrearr, 
Nor  ever  dream'd  it  flow'd  for  him. 


6  Such  was  that  race  of  f.nful  men, 
That  gain'd  that  great  falvation  then. 


Such, 


(    4    ) 

Such,  and  fuch  only,  ftill  we  fee. 
Such  they  were  all :  And  fuch  are  we. 

7  The  J^ws  with  thorns  his  temples  crown 'd  ; 
.And  lafii'd  him  when  his  hands  were  bound ; 
But  thorns,  and  knotted  whips,  and  bands 
By  us  were  furnifn'd  to  their  hands. 

8  They  nail'd  him  to  the  accurfcd  tree. 
They  did :   my  brethren,  fo  did  we. 
The  foldier  piere'd  his  fide.     'Tis  true  : 
But  we  have  piere'd  him  thro'  and  thro'. 

9  O  love  of  unexampled  kind  ! 

That  leaves  all  thought  fo  far  behind  : 
Where  length,  and    breadth,  and  depth,  and 

height, 
Are  loft  to  my  aftonifh'd  fight. 

io  For  love  of  me  the  Son  of  God 
Drain'd  ev'ry  drop  of  vital  blood. 
Long  time  I  after  idols  ran  ; 
But  now  my  God's  a  martyr'd  man. 


II. 

Unfettlednefs, 

i    T     O  R  D,  what  a  riddle  is  my  foul  ! 
X-J  Alive  when  wounded,  dead  when  whole. 
Fondly  I  flee  from  pain  ;  yet  eafe 
Cannot  content,  nor  pleafure  pleafe. 

a  Thou  hid'ft  thy  face  ;  my  fins  abound, 
World,  flcih,  and  futan,  all  fuiround  : 

Fain 


(    5    ) 

Fain  would  I  find  my  God ;  but  fear, 
The  means,  perhaps,  may  prove  fevere. 

3  If  thou  the  leaft  difpleafure  fhew, 
And  bring  my  vilenefs  to  my  view  : 
Tim'rous  and  weak  I  fhrink,  and  fay, 
"  Lord  keep  thy  chaft 'ninghand  away.' 

4  If  reconcil'd  I  fee  thy  face, 

Thy  matchleis  mercy,  boundlefs  grace  ; 
Tortur'd  with  blifs,  I  cry,  "   Remove 
"  That  killing  fight ;  I  die  with  love." 

5  My  dear  Redeemer,  purge  this  drofs. 
Teach  me  to  hug  and  love  the  crofs. 
Teach  me  thy  chaft 'ning  to  fuftain, 
Difcern  the  love,  and  bear  the  pain. 

6  Nor  fpare  to  make  me  clearly  fee 
The  forrows  thou  haft  felt  for  me. 
If  death  mull  follow,  I  comply  : 
Let  me  be  fick  with  love,  and  die. 


III. 

'The  doubting  ChriPdan. 

i    TF  unbelief's  that  fin  aecurft, 

A.  Abhorr'd  by  God  above, 

Eecaufe  of  all  oppoiers  worir, 

It  fights  agaimt  his  love  ; 

2  How  Avail  a  heart,  that  doubts  like  mine, 
Diimay'd  at  ev'rv  breath, 
Pretend  to  live  the  life  divine  ; 
Or  fight  the  fight  of  faith  ? 

3  Coniciencc 


(     6     ) 

3  Conference  accufes  from  within, 

And  others  from  without ; 

I  feel  my  foul  the  fink  of  fin  ; 

And  this  produces  doubt. 

4  When  thoufandfins  of  various  dyes, 

Corruptions  dark  and  foul, 
Daily  within  my  bofom  rife, 
And  blacken  all  my  foul  ; 

5  I  groan,  and  grieve,  and  cry,  and  call 

On  Jefus  for  relief; 
But  that  delay 'd  to  doubting  fall, 
Cf  all  my  fins  the  chief. 

6  Such  dire  diforders  vex  my  foul, 

That  ill  engenders  ill  : 
And  when  my  heart  I  feel  fo  foul, 
I  make  it  fouler  ftill. 

7  In  this  diftrefs,  the  courfe  I  take 

Is,  ftill  to  call  and  pray  ; 
And  wait  the  time,  when  Chrifr,  mall  fpeak, 
And  drive  my  foes  away. 

8  For  that  bleft  hour  I  figh,  and  pant, 

With  wifnes  warm  and  ftrorg  : 
But,  deareft  Lord,  left  thefe  mould  faint, 
Oh  !  do  not  tarry  long. 


c 


IV. 

To  the  Holy  Ghoft. 

OME,  Holy  Spirit,  come 


Let  thy  bright  beams  arife, 
Difpel  the  darknefs  from  our  minds 

And  open  all  our  eyts. 


2  CLcar 


(    7     ) 

2  Chear  our  defponding  hearts, 

Thou  heav'nly  paraclete ; 
Give  us  to  lie,  with  humble  hope, 
At  our  Redeemer's  feet. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith ; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove  : 
And  kindle  in  our  breads  the  flames 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  Convince  us  of  our  fin  ; 

Then  lead  to  Jem's  blood  : 
And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  fecret  love  of  God. 

5  Shew  us  that  loving  man, 

That  rules  the  courts  of  blifs, 
The  Lord  of  Holts,  the  mighty  God, 
Th'  eternal  Prince  of  Peace. 

6  'Tis  thine  to  cleanfe  the  heart, 

To  fanftify  the  foul, 
To  pour  frefli  life  on  ev'ry  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

7  If  thou,  celeftial  dove, 

Thine  influence  withdraw, 
Whatealy  vi&ims  foon  we  fall 
To  confcience,  wrath,  and  law ! 

8  No  longer  burns  our  love ; 

Our  faith  and  patience  fail ; 
Our  fin  revives  ;  and  death  and  hell 
Our  feeble  fouls  affail. 

9  Dwell  therefore  in  our  hearts ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  : 
Then  mall  we  know,  and  praife,  and  lovc> 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 

B  V. 


(    8     ) 
V. 

Another. 

i    p  L  E  S  T  Spirit  of  truth,  eternal  God, 
JLJ     Thou  meek  and  lowly  dove, 
Who  fiir'ft  the  foul,  thro'  Jefu's  blood, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love ; 

2  Who  comforted  the  heavy  heart, 

By  fin  and  forrow  preft  ; 
Who  to  the  dead  canTt  life  impart, 
And  to  the  weary,  reft. 

3  Thy  fweet  communion  charms  the  foul : 

And  gives  true  peace  and  joy, 
Which  fatan's  pow'r  cannot  controul, 
Nor  all  his  wiles  deftroy. 

4  Come  from  the  blifsful  realms  above ; 

Our  longing  breafts  infpire 
With  thy  foft  flames  of  heav'nly  love ; 
And  fan  the  facred  fire. 

5  Let  no  falfe  comfort  lift  us  up 

To  confidence  that's  vain  : 
Nor  let  their  faith  and  courage  droop, 
For  whom  the  lamb  was  flain. 

6  Breathe  comfort,  where  diftrefs  abounds, 

Make  the  whole  confeience  clean. 
And  heal,  with  balm  from  Jefu's  wounds, 
The  felt 'ring  fores  of  fin. 

7  Vanquifh  onr  lufts ;  our  pride  remove ; 

Takeout  the  heart  of  (tone. 
Shew  us  the  father's  boundlefs  love, 
And  merits  of  the  fon, 

8  The 


(    9    ) 

8  The  Father  fent  the  Son  to  die ; 
The  willing  fon  obcy'd  ; 
TheWitnefs  thou,  to  ratify 
The  purchafe  Chrift  has  made. 


]D^ 


VI. 

Another. 

C  E  N  D  from  heav'n,  celefl ial  dove ; 
th  flames  of  pare  fbraphic  love 
Cur  ravifn'd  breafts  infpire. 
Fountain  of  joy,  bleft  paraclete, 
Warm  our  cold  hearts  with  heav'nly  heat, 
And  fet  our  fouls  on  fire. 

2  Breathe  on  thefe  bones  fo  dry  and  dead. 
Thy  fweeteft  fofteft  influence  Ihed 

In  all  our  hearts  abroad. 
Point  out  the  place,  where  grace  abounds : 
Direct  us  to  the  bleedjag  wounds 

Of  our  incarnate  God. 

3  Conduct,  bleir  guide,  thy  rlnner-train 
To  Calu'ry,  where  the  lamb  was,  (lain  ; 

And  with  us  there  abide. 
Let  os  our  lov'd  Redeemer  meer, 
Weep  o'er  his  pierced  hands  and  feet, 

And  view  his  wounded  lice. 

4.  From  which  pure  fountain  if  thou  draw 
Water  to  quench  the  fiery  law, 
And  blood  to  purge  our  fin, 
We'll  tell  the  Father,  in  that  day, 
(And  thou  malt  viritnefs  what  we  fay) 

"  We're  clean,  juil  God,  we're  clean." 

B  2  c  Teach 


(   io  ) 

ach  us  for  what  to  pray  ;  and  how ; 
And  iince,  kind  Godj   'tis  only  thou 

The  throne  of  grace  can  move, 
Pray  thou  for  us ;  that  we  thro'  faith 
May  feel  th'  effecls  of  jefu's  death, 

Thro'  faith  that  works  by  love. 

6  Thou  with  the  Father  and  the  Sen 
Art  thatmyfterious  three-in-onc, 

God  bleft  for  evermore  : 
"Whom  though  we  cannot  comprehend^ 
Feeling  thou  art  the  finner's  friend, 


VIL 

Chrift  very  God  and  Man, 

i      A      Man  there  is,  a  real  man, 

/~\      With  wounds  Hill  gaping  wide, 
(From  which  rich  ftreams  of  blood  once  ran) 
In  hands,  and  feet,  and  fide. 

2  ("lis  no  wild  fancy  of  our  brains, 

No  metaphor  we  fpeak  : 
The  fame  dear  man  in  heav'n  now  reigns, 
Thatfuffer'd  for  our  fake.) 

3  This  wond'rous  man  of  whom  we  tell, 

Is  true  Almighty  God. 
Ke  bought  our  fouls  from  death  and  hell  j 
The  price  his  own  heart's  blood. 

£  That  human  heart  he  ftill  retains, 
Tho'  thron'd  in  higheft  blifs ; 
And  feels  each  tempted  member's  pains : 
For  our  afflictions  his. 

C  Come 


f  II ) 

5  Come  then,  repenting  finner,  come  j 

Approach  with  humble  faith  : 
Owe  what  thou  wilt,  the  total  fum 
Is  cancell'd  by  his  death. 

6  His  blood  can  cleanfe  the  blackeii  foul ; 

And  wafh  our  guilt  away. 
He  mail  prefent  us  found  and  whole 
In  that  tremendous  day. 


VIII. 

Salvation  by  Chrift  alone. 

1  T  Y  O  W  can  ye  hope,  deluded  fouls, 
Jl  A     To  fee  what  none  e'er  faw, 
Salvation  by  the  works  obtain'd 

Cf  Sin  at s  fiery  law  ? 

2  There  ye  may  toil,  and  weep,  and  fall  \ 

And  vex  your  heart  with  p£in  ; 
And  when  ye've  ended,  find  at  laft 
That  ail  your  toil  was  vain, 

3  That  law  but  makes  your  guilt  abound, 

Sad  help  !  and  (what  is  worfe) 
All  fouls  that,  under  that  are  found, 
By  God  himfelf  are  curft. 

4  This  curfe  pertains  to  thofe  who  break 

One  precept  e'er  fo  fmall. 
And  where's  the  man,  in  thought  or  deed., 
1  hat  has  not  broken  all  ? 

5  Fly  then,  awaken'd  finner,  fly  ; 

Your  cafe  admits  no  ftay  ; 
The  fountain's  open  a  now  for  fin. 
Come,  wafh  your  guiitaway^ 

B  3  C  Seo 


(    12    ) 

6  See  how  from  Jefu's  wounded  fide 
The  water  flows,  and  blood  ! 
If  you  but  touch  that  purple  tide 
You  make  your  peace  with  God, 

n  Only  by  faith  in  Jefu's  wounds 
The  fmner  gets  releafe  : 
No  other  facrifice  for  i\a 
Will  God  accept  but  this. 


IX.. 

Of  San&ification. 

i  rT^  H  E  Holy  Ghoftin  fcriptu  re  faith,. 
.1        Exprefsly  in  one  part, 
(Speaking  by  Peter's  mouth)  *  "  By  faith 
"  God  purifies  the  heart." 

7.  Now  what  in  holy  writ  he  fays, 
In  part,  or  through  the  whole, 
The  felf-iame  truths  by  various  ways,,. 
He  teaches  in  the  foul.. 

3  Experience  likewife  tells  us  this : 

Before  the  Saviour's  blood 
Has  wafh'd  us  clean,  and  made  our  peace, 
We  can  do  nothing-  good. 

4  But  here,  my  friends,  the  danger  lies ; 
Errors  of  different  kind 

Will  ftill  creep  in ;  which  dev'Is  devife  • 
To  cheat  the  human  mind* 

*  AcU  xv.  c. 

5  "  I  wars 


6 


I  13  ) 

•«  I  want  no  work  within,  (fays  one) 

"  'Tis  all  in  Chrift  the  head." 
Thus  carelefs  he  goes  blindly  on, 

And  trulls  a  faith  that's  dead. 

<(  Tis  dangerous  (another  cries) 

u  To  trull  to  faith  alone  : 
"  Chrilt's  righteoufaefs  will  not  fufiice, 

"  Except  I  add  my  own.'' 

7  Thus  he,  that  he  may  fomething  do 

To  fhun  thJ  impending  curfe, 

Upon  the  old  will  patch  the  new, 

And  make  the  rent  ftill  worfe; 

8  Other's  affirm  the  Spir't  of  God, 

To  true  believers  giv'n, 
Makes  all  their  thoughts  and  ads  fo  good^ 
They're  always  fit  forheav'n. 

9  The  babe  ofChrift,  at  hearing  this ,. 

Is  fili'd  with  anxious  fear ; 
Confcience  condemns,  corruptions  rife. 
And  drive  him  near  defpair. 

10  Thefe  trials  weaklings  fuffer  here, 

Cenfure  and  {corn  without; 
And  from  within  (what's  worfe  to  bear) 
Defpondency  and  doubt* 

j  2  But  gracious  Lord,  who  once  did  feel 
What  weaknefs  is,  and  fears ; 
Who  got'il  thy  vicYry  over  hell 
With  groans,  and  cries,  and  tears  i 

i  r  Do  thou  direel  our  feebh  hearts 
To  truft  thee  for  the  Whole. 
The  work  of  grace,  in  all  it's  parts, 
Accomplilh  in  the  foul, 

j  3  Tny 


(   '4  ) 

13  Thy  holy  Spir't  into  us  breathe. 
A  perfect  Saviour  prove. 
Lord  give  us  faith  ;  and  let  that  faith 
Work  all  thy  will  by  love. 


The  enlightened  Sinner. 

1  T\  T  Y  Gcd  •'  when  l  reflea> 

X  VJl     How  all  my  life-time  pafl 
I  ran  the  roads  of  fin  and  death 
With  raih  impetuous  hafte; 

2  My  foolifhnefs  I  hate, 

My  fiithinefs  I  loath  ; 
And  view,  withfharp  remc.rfe  andihame, 
My  filth  and  folly  both. 

3  With  fome  the  tempter  takes 

Much  pains  to  make  them  mad  ; 
But  ine  he  found,  and  always  held, 
The  eafieil  fool  he  had. 

4  His  deep  and  dang'rous  lies 

So  grofsly  I  believ'd, 
He  was  not  readier  to  deceive, 
Than  I  to  be  deceiv'd. 

5  His  light  and  airy  dreams 

I  took  for  folid  good  ; 
And  thought  his  bafe  adult'ratecoin 
The  riches  of  thy  blood. 

6  And  doft  thou  ftill  regard, 

And  caft  a  gracious  eye 
On  one  fo  foul,  fo  bafe,  fo  blind, 
So  dead,  fo  loft,  as  I  ? 


Then 


(  '5  ) 

Then  finncrs,  black  as  hell, 

May  hence  for  hope  have  ground 

For  who  of  mercy  needs'  defpair, 
Since  I  have  mercy  found  .? 


XI. 

Jefus  our  AIL 

i     T  E  S  U  S  is  the  chiefeft  good, 
J    He  has  fav'd  us  by  his  blood. 
Let  us  value  nought  but  him  ; 
Nothing  elfe  deferves  efteem. 

2  Jefus,  when  (tern  juftice  faid, 
"  Man  his  life  has  forfeited,, 
**  Vengeance  follows  by  decree/' 
Cried,  "  Inflift  it  all  on  me." 

5  Jefus  gives  us  life  and  peace, 
Faith,  and  love,  and  holmefs  ; 
Ev'ry  bleffing,  great  or  fmall, 
Jefus  for  us  purchafed  all. 

4  Jefus  therefore  let  us  own. 
jefus  we'll  exalt  alone. 
Jefus  has  our  fins  forgiv'n. 
Jefu's  blood  has  bought  us  Heav'n. 


XII. 

Chrift's  Nativity. 

i    f~^  OM  E,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
\*y     Your  grateful  tribute  bring ; 
And  celebrate,  with  one  accord, 
The  birth-day  of  our  King. 

2  L?A 


(  >6) 

2  Let  us  with  humble  hearts  repair 

(Faith  will  point  out  the  Road) 
To  little  Bethlehem  ;  ana  there 
Adore  our  Infant-God. 

3  In  Twaddling  bands  the  Saviour  view ! 

Let  none  this  weakneG.  fcorn. 
The  feebleft  heart  (hall  hell  fubdue, 
Where  Jefus  Chrifl  is  born. 

4  No  pomp  adorns,  no  fweets  perfume 

The  phree  where  ChriJl  is  laid. 
A  liable  ferves  hi  in  for  his  room  ; 
A  manger  is  his  bed. 

5  The  crouded  inn,  like  linners  hearts, 

(O  ignorance  extreme  !) 
For  other  guefts  of  various  forts 
Had  room  ;  but  none  for  him. 

6  Eut  fee  what  dki'rent  thoughts  arife 

In  ours  and  Angels  breafts, 
To  hail  his  birth  they  left  the  Ikies  ; 
We  lodg'd  him  with  the  beafts. 

7  Yet  let  believers  ceafe  their  fears, 

Nor  envy  heav'nly  pow'rs  : 
If  il nlefs  innocence  be  theirs. 
Redemption  all  is  ours. 


XIII. 

Another. 

OW  bled  is  the  feafon, 
At  which  we  appear  ! 
Bow  down,  {enk  and  reafonj 
Faith  only  rei »  n  here. 


(  '7) 

'Tis  heard  by  mere  nature 
With  coldnefs  or  {corn, 

That  God  our  Creator 
An  infant  was  born. 

Loll  fouls  to  recover 

And  form  them  afrefh, 
Our  wonderful  lover 

Took  flefh  of  our  flelh  : 
Then  let  each  dull  dreamer 

Awake  to  this  morn, 
And  hail  the  Redeemer 

At  Bethlehem  born. 

Ye  drunkards,  ye  fwearers, 

Ye  muckworms  of  earth, 
Repent,  and  be  ftiarers 

In  this  bleiTed  birth. 
From  fin  to  releafe  us, 

That  yoke  fo  long  worn, 
The  holy  Child  Jefus 

Of  Mary  was  born. 

Oppofers,  tranfgrefTors, 

Of  ev'ry  degree, 
And  formal  profeiTors, 

The  worft  of  the  three, 
With  tears  of  contrition 

Your  foolifhnefs  mourn  ; 
To  give  you  remiiTion 

Immannel' §  born. 

Ye  vileft  of  creatures 
Backlliders  fo  bafe, 

Bold  rebels,  and  traitors, 
Abufers  of  grace, 


Come, 


(  i8  ) 

Come,  ceafe  your  backllidings, 
And  once  more  return  : 

Receive  the  glad  tidings, 
A  Saviour  is  born. 

Poor  fmners  dejected, 

Of  comfort  debarr'd, 
Whofe  hearts  are  afflicled 

Becaufe  they're  fo  hard, 
Defpairine  of  favour, 

Cold,  lifelefs,  forlorn! 
Jlemember,  the  Saviour 

In  winter  was  born. 

And  ye  that  fincerely 

Confide  in  the  Lamb, 
(He  loves  you  moft  dearly) 

Rejoice  in  his  name. 
No  more  the  believer 

From  God  fhall  be  torn ; 
To  hold  him  for  ever 

An  Infant  is  born. 


XIV. 

Another. 

LE  T  us  all  with  grateful  praifes 
Celebrate  the  happy  day, 
When  the  lovely  loving  Jefus 
Firft  partook  of  human  clay  : 
When  the  heav'nly  hoft  affembled, 
Gaz'd  with  wonder  from  the  fky  : 
Angels  joy 'd,  and  Devils  trembled, 
Neither  fully  knowing  why. 


Long 


(  19) 

2  Long  had  Satan  reign 'd  imperious 
'Till  the  woman's  promis'd  feed, 
Born  a  babe,  by  birth  myfterious, 
Came  to  bruife  the  ferpent's  head. 
Crufh,  dear  babe,  his  pow'r  within  us, 
Break  our  chains,  and  let  us  free. 
Pull  down  all  the  bars  between  us, 
''Till  we  fly,  and  cleave  to  thee. 

3  Shepherds  on  their  flocks  attending, 
Shepherds  that  in  night-time  watch'd, 
Saw  the  meiTenger  defcending, 
From  the  court  of  heav'n  difpatch'd. 
Beams  of  glory  deck'd  his  million, 
Burfting  thro'  the  veil  of  night. 
Fear  poiiefs'd  them  at  the  virion  : 
Sinners  tremble  at  the  light. 

4  Dove-like  meeknefs  grae'd  his  vifage  ; 
joy  and  love  fhone  round  his  head. 
Soon  he  chear'd  them  with  his  meifage : 
Comfort  flow'd  from  all  he  faid. 

**  Fear  not,  fav '"rites  of  the  Almighty, 
**  Joyful  news  to  you  I  bring  : 
"   You  have  now  in  David's  city, 
"  Born,  a  Saviour,  Chrift  the  King, 

5  "  Go  and  find  the  royal  Granger 

"  By  thefe  figns.     A  babe  you'll  fee, 
*'  Weak,  and  lying  in  a  manger, 
"  Wrapt  and  fwaddkd  ;  that  is  He." 
Strait  a  hoft  of  Angels  glorious 
Round  the  heav'nly  herald  throng, 
Utt'ring,  in  harmonious  chorus, 
Airs  divine  ;  and  this  the  fong. 


6  "  Glory  firii  to  God  be  given 

then 

"  Peace 


In  the  higheft  heights ;  and  then 


(    20    ) 

<s  Peace  en  earth,  proclaim'd  by  heav  ^ 
"  Peace,  and  great  good  will  to  men." 
Thus  they  fang  with  rapture  kindling 
In  the  Shepherds  hearts  a  flame, 
Joy  and  wonder  fweetly  mingling  : 
Ail  believers  fiel  the  fame. 

Lo,  fweet  babe,  we  fall  before  thee. 

jefus,  thee  we  all  adore. 

To  thee,  kingdom,  pow'r,  and  glory, 

We  afcribe  for  evermore. 

Glory  to  our  God  be  given 

In  the  higheft  heights  ;  and  then 

Peace  on  earth  brought  down  from  heaven, 

Peace,  and  great  good  will  to  men* 


XV. 

Tribulation. 

1  '"p  H  E  fouls  that  would  to  Jefus  prefs, 

A     Mull  fix  this  firm  and  fure  ; 
That  tribulation,  more  or  lefs, 
They  mult  and  (hall  endure. 

2  From  this  there  can  be  none  exempt ; 

'Tis  God's  own  wife  decree. 
Satan  the  weakeft  Saint  will  tempt  : 
Nor  is  the  ttrongeft  f^ec. 

3  The  world  oppefes  from  withcut; 

And  unbelief  within. 
We  fear,  we  faint,  we  grieve,  we  doubt: 
And  feel  the  lead  of  lin. 

4  Glad  frames  too  often  lift  us  up  ; 

And  then  how  proud  we  grow  ! 

iill 


(    21    ) 

Till  fad  defcrtion  makes  us  drocp  ; 
And  down  we  fink  as  low. 

5  Ten  thoufand  baits  the  foe  prepares 

To  catch  the  wand'ring  heart ; 
And  feldom  do  wtfee  the  fnares, 
Before  we  feci  the  fmart. 

6  But  let  not  all  this  terrify, 

Purfue  the  narrow  Path  ; 
Lcok  to  the  Lord  with  liedfa.it  eye  ; 
And  fight  with  hell  by  faith. ' 

7  Tho'  we  are  feeble;  Chriil  is  ftrong. 

His  promifes  are  true. 
We  mall  be  conqu'rprs  all,  ere  long  ; 
And  more  than  conquerors  too. 


XVI. 

New-Year's  Day. 

ONCE  more  the  conftant  fun,, 
Revel v lag  round  his  fphere. 
His     cacy  courfe  has  run  ; 
And  brings  another  year. 
He  rifes,  fets, 
But  goes  not  back ; 
Nor  ever  qalts 
His  dbffin'd  track. 

Hence  let  believers  learn 
To  keep  a  forward  pace. 
Be  this  our  main  concern, 
To  nnifh  well  our  race. 

Backflidings  fhun  ; 

With  patience  prefs 

C  2  Towards 


(    22    ) 

Towards  the  fan 
Of  righteoufoefs. 

What  now  ihall  be  our  talk  t, 
Or  rather,  what  our  pray'r  ? 
What  good  tiling  (hall  we  afo, 
To  vrci'per  this  new  year  ? 
With  one  accord 
Our  hearts  we'll  lift; 
And  afk  our  Lord 
Some  New- Year's  Gift. 

No  trifling  gift  or  final] 
Should  friends  of  Chrift  defire. 
Rich  Lord,  bellow  on  all 
Pure  geld,  well  tried  by  fire; 

Faith  that  ftands  faft, 

When,  devils  roar; 

And  love  mac  lalts 

For  evermore. 


XVII. 

Clirift  the  Believer's  All. 


God,  we  fell  before  thee ; 

5 


i    T    AMB  of«God,  wefeflbefo* 
.L,  rruiling  in  thy  crefs. 

That  alone  be  all  our  glory  ; 
All  things  elfe  are  dung  and  drofs. 
'!  hee  we  own  a  perfect  Saviour  ; 
Only  fource  cf  all  that's  good. 
Sv'rv  giace  and  ev5n    Ti\  our 
Come  to  us  thro'  Jcfu's  blood. 

2  jefus  gives  us  true  repentance 
By  h :  :nt  from  he  a  v '  n . 


Jefus 


f  *3  ) 

Jefus  whifpers  this  fweet  fentence, 
■*  Son,  thy  fns  are  all  forgiv'a.'"' 
Faith  he  gives  us  tc  believe  it : 
Grateful  hears  his  love  to  prize. 
Want  we  wifdom  ?  He  muft  gi\x  it  j 
Hearing  ears,  and  feeing  eyes. 

3  Jefus  gives  us  pure  affections ; 
Wills  to  do  what  he  requires  j 
Makes  us  follow  his  directions  ; 
And  what  he  commands,  infpircs. 
All  our  pray'rs,  and  all  our  paifes 
Rightly  o5er"d  in  his  name, 
He  that  dictates  them,  is  Jefus  : 
He  that  anfwers,  is  die  fame. 

4  When  we  live  on  Jefu's  merit, 
Then  we  worfhip  God  aright  : 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Then  we  favingly  unite. 
Hear  the  whole  conclusion  of  it. 
Great  or  good,  whate'er  we  call, 
God,  or  king,  or  prieft,  or  prophet, 
jefus  Chriit  is  all  in  all. 


XVIII. 

Lord,  if  thou  n.v:lt,  thou  canfi  make  me  clean, 
Matth.  viii,  i. 

J    f^\  H  !  the  pangs  by  Chriilians  felt, 
VV    When  their  eyes  are  open  ; 
When  they  fee  the  gulphs  of  guilt 
They  muft  wade  and  grope  in ; 
When  the  hell  appears  within, 
Caufing  bitter  anguifli  j 


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And  the  loathfome  flench  of  fin 
Makes  the  fpirits  languiih. 

4  Now  the  heart  difclcs'd  betrays 
All  it's  hid  diforders ; 
Enmity  to  God's  right  ways, 
\Blafphemies  and  murders, 
Malice,  envy,  la»,  and  pride. 

Thoughts  obfeene  and  ill. 
Sores  corrupt  and  putrify'd  ; 
No  part  lb  and  or  healthy. 

3  All  thing*  to  promote  our  fait 

Shew  a  mighty  fitneft. 
Satan  will  accufe  withal ; 

And  the  conlcience  witnefk. 
Foes  within,  and  Foes  without, 

Wrath,  and  law,  and  terrors, 
JRahh  pfefumptioo,  timid  doubts 

Coldnefs,  deadneis,  errors  I 

4  Brethren,  in  a  Hate  {6  (ad , 

When  temptations  feisc  m  , 
When  our  hearts  we  feel  thus  bad> 

Let  us.  look  to  Jed:;. 
He  that  hung  upon  the  crofl 

For  his  people  bleeding, 
Now  in  heaveft  fits  tor  us 

Always  interceding. 

^  Vengeance,  when  the  Saviour  dfed, 
Quitted  the  believer* 
Juftiee  cried,  •'  I'm  iatisfied 

"  Now  henceforth  for  ever," 
Jt  i  fin  >Fd,  {;:id  the  Lord, 
minute  ; 


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Holy  Ghoft,  repent  that  word  ; 
Fall  falvation's  in  it. 

6  Leprous  foul,  prefs  thro'  the  croud, 

Li  thy  foul  condition  -r 
Struggle  hard,  and  call  aloud 

On  the  great  Phvfician. 
Wait  till  thy  difeafe  he  cleanfe, 

Begging,  trailing,  cleaving ; 
When,  and  nvhere,  and  by  'what  means s 

To  his  wifdom  leaving. 


XIX. 

Hitherto  hath  the  Lard  helped  us,      I  Sam.  vii,  12,. 

i   rT^  H  O'  ftrait  be  the  way* 

JL     With  dangers  befet  j 
And  we  thro'  delay 

Are  no  farther  yet ; 
Our  good  Guide  and  Saviour 

Hath  helped  thus  far  : 
And  'tis  by  his  favour 

We  are  what  we  are. 

2  A  favour  fo  great 

We  highly  mould  prize  j 
Not  murmur,  nor  fret, 

Nor  fmall  things  defpife. 
Eut  what  call  we  fmall  things  ?. 

Sin's  whole  cancell'd  fum  ? 
JTis  greater  than  all  things— * 

Except  thole  to  come. 


My  brethren,  reflect 
On  what  we  have  been  \ 


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How  God  had  refpeft 

To  us  under  (in. 
When  lower  and  lower 

We  ev'ry  day  fell, 
He  ftretch'd  forth  his  power, 

And  frtatcrrd  us  from  hell. 

Then  let  us  rejoice, 

And  chearfully  fing. 
With  heart  and  with  voice, 

To  Jefus  our  King  ; 
Who  thus  far  has  brought  us 

From  evil  to  good  ; 
The  ranfom  that  bought  us 

No  lefs  than  his  blood. 

For  ble£ings  like  thefe 

So  bounteoufly  giv'n, 
For  profpeels  c£  peace, 

And  fore- talks  of  heav'n. 
Tis  grateful*  'tis  pleafant 

To  ling  and  adore ; 
Be  thankful  fcr  prefent, 

And  then  alk  for  more. 


XX. 

Blejfed  is  the  man  that  endureth  temptation* 
James  i.  12. 

ANDmuftit,  Lord  be  fo  ? 
And  muft  thy  children  bear 
Such  various  kinds  of  woe, 
Such  foul-perplexing  fear  ? 
Are  thefe  the  bleiTmgs  we  expeft  ? 
Is  this  the  let  of  God's  cleft  ? 

2  Daily 


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2  Daily  we  groan  and  mourn, 
Beneath  the  weight  of  fin. 
We  pray  to  be  new-born, 
But  know  not  what  we  mean  : 

We  think  it  fomething  very  great, 
Something  that's  undifcover'd  yet. 

3  Boaft  not,  ye  fons  of  earth, 
Nor  look  with  fcornful  eyes  : 
Above  your  higheit  mirth 
Our  faddeft  hours  we  prize. 

For  tho5  our  cup  feerns  fill'd  with  gall, 
There's  fomething  fecret  fweetens  all. 

4  How  harfn  foe'er  the  way, 
Dear  Saviour,  Hill  lead  on  ; 
Nor  leave  us,  'till  we  fay, 

"  Father,  thy  will  be  done/' 
At  moil  we  do  but  tafte  the  cup; 
For  thou  alone  hail  drunk  it  up. 

5  Shall  guilty  man  complain  ? 
Shall  finful  duft  repine  ? 
And  what  is  all  cur  pain, 

How  light,  compared  with  thine  ? 
Finifh,  dear  Lord,  what  is  begun. 
Chufe  thou  the  way  :  but  itill  lead  on. 


XXI. 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love. 

HOW  wond'fous  are  the  works  of  God, 
DJfpIav'd  thro'  all  the  world  abroad! 
Immenfely  great !  lmmenfely  fmall  ! 
Yet  ouz  ftrange  work  exceeds  them  all. 

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2  He  formrd  the  fun,  fair  fount  of  light ; 
The  moon  and  liars  to  rule  the  night : 
But  night,  and  (tars,  and  moon,  and  fun* 
Are  lictle  works  compar'd  with  one. 

3  He  roll'd  the  feas,  and  fpread  the  fides ; 
Made  rallies  fink,  and  mountains  rife  ; 
The  meadows  cloath'd  with  native  green  ; 
And  bade  the  rivers  glide  between. 

4  But  what  are  feas,  or  Hues,  or  hills, 
Or  verdant  vales,  or  gliding  rills, 

To  wonders  man  was  born  to  prove  } 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love! 

5  'Tis  far  beyond  what  words  exprefs, 
What  faints  can  feel  or  angels  guefs  : 
Angels,  that  hymn  the  geeat  I  AM, 
Fall  down  and  veil  before  the  Lamb* 

6  The  hi^heft  heav'ns  are  fnort  of  this. 
'Tis  deeper  than  the  \  aft  '/ 

'Tis  more  than  thought  can  e'er  conceive, 
Or  hope  expect,  or  faith  believe. 

r  Almighty  God  figh'd  human  breath. 
The  Lord  of  life  experienc'd  death  ! 
JB ow  it  was  done,  we  can't  di feu is; 
But  this  we  knov/  ;  'twas  done  for  us. 

g  Blefc  with  this  faith  then  let  us  raife 
Our  hearts  in  love,  our  voice  in  praife. 
All  things  to  us  mua  work  for  good, 
For  whom  the  Lord  hath  fhed  his  blood. 

9  Trials  may  prefs  of  ev'ry  fort; 

They  may  be  fore ;  they  mult  be  faort. 


We 


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We  now  believe,  but  foon  {hall  view, 
The  greateft  glories  God  can  (hew. 


XXII. 

Whom   refft,  ftedfafi  in  the    Faith, 
1  Pet.  v.  9. 

N  all  our  worft  afflictions, 
When  furious  foes  furround  us  ; 
When  troubles  vex, 
And  fears  perplex, 
And  Satan  would  confound  us  ; 
When  foes  to  God  and  gocdnefs 
We  find  ourfelves  by  feeling, 
To  do  what's  right, 
Unable  quite, 
And  almofl  as  unwilling ; 

When,  like  the  reftlefs  ocean, 
Cur  hearts  cad  up  uncleannefs, 

Flood  after  flood, 

With  mire  and  mud  ; 
And  all  is  foul  within  us  ; 
When  love  is  cold  and  languid, 
And  diff 'rent  paffioas  make  us ; 

When  hope  decays  \ 

And  God  delays, 
And  feems  to  quite  forfake  us ; 


Then  to  maintain  the  battle 
With  foldier-like  behaviour, 

To  keep  the  field, 

And  never  yield, 
But  firmly  eye  the  Saviour; 
To  truft  his  gracious  prorcife, 


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Thus  hard  befct  with  evil ; 
This,  this  is  faith 
Will  conquer  Death, 

And  overcome  the  Devil. 


XXIII. 

Cleaving  to  Chrift. 

i    T)  Rethren,  let  m  praife  our  Lord  \ 
JO  Exalt  his  blefted  name  : 
Let  us  hear,  and  keep,  his  word  ; 

His  glory  be  our  aim. 
Let  us  refolutely  itrive 

To  work  God's  work  with  full  intent. 
And  what  is  it  ?    To  believe 

On  him  whom  he  hath  fent. 

2  Faith  implanted  from  above, 

Will  prove  a  fertile  root ; 
Whence  will  fpring  a  tree  of  love 

Producing  precious  fruit. 
Tho'  bleak  winds  the  boughs  deface, 

The  rooted  (lock  (hall  ib'Il  remain  : 
Leaves  may  languifh,  fruit  decreafe  ; 

But  more  mall  grow  again. 

3  Happy  fouls  !  who  cleave  to  Chrift, 

By  pure  and  living  Faith, 
-  Finding  him  their  king  andprieft, 

Their  God  and  guide  till  death. 
God's  own  foe  may  plague  his  fens ; 

Sin  may  diftrefs,  but  notfubdue. 
Chrift  who  conquer'dyor  us  once, 

Will ;';;  us  conquer  too. 


XXIV. 


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XXIV. 


A  Dialogue  between  a  Believer  and 
his  Soul. 


Bel. 


COME,  my  Soul,  and  let  us  try, 
For  a  little  feafon, 
Ev'ry  burden  to  lay  by  : 

Come  and  let  us  reafon. 
What  is  this  that  cafes  thee  down  ? 
Vvho  are  thofe  that  grieve  thee  ? 
Speak,  and  let  the  vvoric  be  known 
Speaking  may  relieve  thee. 

2   Soul.     Oh  !  I  fink  beneath  the   had 
Of  my  nature's  e-t'il ; 
Full of emniiy  to  God  ; 
Captiv'd  by  the  De&il: 

Re/ilefs  as  the  troubled feas  ; 

-Feeble,  faint,  and  fearful ; 
Ylagud  njjilh  e-oryforc  dfeafc  ; 

Honxj  can  I  be  chearful  f 

-   Bel,       Think  on  what  thy  Savioar  bore 

In  the  gloomy  garden, 
Sweating  blood  at  ev'ry  pore, 

To  procure  thy  pardon. 
See  him  ftretch'd  upon  the  wood, 

Bleeding,  grieving,  crying; 
Sufr  ring  all  the  wrath  of  God  : 

Groaning,  gafping,  dying ! 

4.  Soul.      This  by  faith   I  fometimes  <vu<w  • 
And  thofe  <vienvs  relieve  me  : 
But  my  fins  return  a?:e-zv  ; 
Thefe  are  they  that  grieve  me* 

D  Oh! 


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Oh  !  I'm  leprous,  Jl  hiking,  foul, 
Quite  throughout  infecled. 

Have  not  I,  if  any  find, 
Caufe  to  be  dejeded  ? 

5  Bel,      Think  how  loud  thy  dying  Lord 

Cry'd  out,  "  It  isfimjb'dJ1 

Treafure  up  that  faered  word 
Whole  ar*d  undiminifh'd. 

Doubt  not ;  he  will  tarry  on, 
To  its  full  perfection, 

That  good  work  he  has  begun. 
Why  then  this  dejeclioa  ? 

6  Soul.      Faith,  when  void  of  'works  is  dead ': 

Q"his  the  f crip  tares  witnefs. 
And  what  works  have  I  to  plead, 

Who  cm  all  unfitnefs  ? 
All  my  powers  are  dep-ravd, 

Blind,  peyverfe,  and  filthy. 
If  from  Death  I'm  fully  fav'd, 

illy  am  I  not  healthy  f 

7  Bel.       Fere  not  on  thyfelf  too  long, 

:    Left  it  fink  thee  lower. 
Look  to  Jefus  kind  as  ftrong, 

Mercy  join'd  with  power. 
Ev'ry  work  that  thou  mult  do 

Will  thy  gracious  Saviour 
For  thee  work,  and  in  thee  too, 

Of  his  fpecial  favour. 

%  Soul.     Jifus  precious  blood  oncefpilt, 
I  depend  on  folely, 
*To  releafe  and  clear  my  guilt  : 
Bat  I  would  be  hey. 


Bel, 


f  33  ) 

Bel.  He  that  bought  tree  on  the  crofs 
Can  controul  thy  nature. 
Fully  purge  away  t] 

Make  thee  a  new  creature. 

9  Soul.   'Thci  he  env  I  not},  ing  doubt, 

Le  it  but  .'.  . 
Bel.  Tho'  it  be  not  done  throughout, 

it  not  in  meafure  ? 
Soul.  When  thai  meafure,  far  from  great , 

S>t  ill  jkr.il  feem  dt  cretrftng 

Bel.  Faint  not  then  ;  but  pray,  and  wait, 

Never,  never  ceafirig. 

10  Soul .  ff  h '. t  - vhen  p ray  V  meets  no  t egard ? 
Bel.      Still  repeat  it  often. 

Soul.  But  I  feci  myfelffo  hard-* 

Bel.      Jefus  will  thee  (often. 

Soul.  But  my  enemies  make  head. 

Bel.  Let  them  clofer  drive  thee. 

Soul.  But  I'm  cold,  I'm  dark,  I'm  dead. 

Bel.  Jefus  will  revive  thee. 


XXV. 

Chrift  the  Believer's  Surety. 

i   TI7HAT  flavifh  fears  moleft  my  mind, 
VV     And  vex  rcy  fickly  ic-ui  ? 
Kow  is  it,  Lord,  that  thou  art  kind; 
And  yet  I  am  not  whole  r 

2  Ah  !  why  mould  unbelief  and  pride, 
With  all  their  heliim  train, 
Still  in  my  ranfom'd  foul  abide, 
And  give  me  all  this  pain  ? 

D  2  3  Thy 


f  34  ) 

5   Thy  word  is  pnft  ;  thy  promife  made  : 
With  Pow'r  it  came  from  hcav'n. 
"  Chear  up  ddjpon  ling  foul  (it  faid) 
"  Thy  fins  are  all  forgiv'n. 

a.  "  Behold  I  make  thy  raufe  my  own  : 
"  I  bought  thee  with  my  blood. 
"  Thy  n.vicxed  works  on  me  be  thrown  ; 
"  And  I  will  work  thy  good. 

5  f<  I  am  thy  God,  ihy  guide  'till  death, 

"  Thine  everlafting  friend  : 
**.  On  Me  for  love,  for  works,  for  faith, 
"  On  Me  for  all  depend." 

6  Thy  blood,  dear  Lord,  has  bought  my  peace, 

And  paid  the  heavy  debt ; 
Has  giv'n  a  fair  and  full  releaie  ; 
But  I'm  in  prifon  yet. 

7  Unjuftly  now  thefe  foes  of  mine 

Their  devlifh  hate  purfue  : 
Thev  made  my  iurety  pay  the  fine  ; 
"Yet  plague  the  pris'ner  too. 

8  What  right  can  my  tormentors  plead, 

That  I  fhould  not  be  free  ? 
Here's  an  amazing  change  indeed  I 
Tuftice  is  now  for  me. 

9  Lord,  break  thefe  bars  that  thus  confine, 

Thefe  chains  that  gall  me  fo, 
Say  to  that  ugly  jailer,  Sin, 
•'  Loo/e  him,  and  let  him  g:." 


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XXVI. 

The  narrow  Way. 
PART    I. 

1  T  T  7  I  D  E  is  the  gate  of  death  ; 

V  V       The  way  is  l2rge  and  broad  : 
And  mam-  enter  in  thereat, 
And  walk  that  beaten  road. 

2  Becaufe  the  gate  of  life 

Is  narrow,  low,  and  fmall ; 
The  path  fo  preft,  fo  clofe,  fo  flrait, 
There  feems  no  path  at  all. 

3  This  way,  that's  found  by  few, 

Ten  thoufand  fnares  befet, 

To  turn  the  fbeker's  fteps  afide, 

And  trap  the  trailer's  feet. 

4.  Before  we've  journey 'd  far, 

Two  dang'tfous  gulphs  are  irxt, 
Dead  floth  and  Pharifaic  pride, 
Scarce  a  hair's  breadth  betwixt. 

5  Falfe  lights  delude  the  eyc^, 

And  lead  the  fteps  aftray: 
That  trav'ler  treads  the  fureft  here, 
That  feldom  fees  his  way. 

6  Guides  cry,  lo  here  !  lo  there  ! 

On  this,  on  that  fide  keep  : 
Seme  over-drive ;   fome  frighten  back  ; 
And  others  lull  to  fleep. 

7  On  the  left  hand,  and  right, 

Clofe  flagged  rocks  are  feen, 

■D  3  Diftruft 


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Diilruft  and  felf-wrcught  confidence  r 
'Tis  hard  to  fqueeze  between. 

8  Sometimes  we  feern  to  gain 

Great  lengths  of  ground  by  day  ; 
But  find,  ab.s !  when  night  comes  on, 
We  quite  miftook  the  war. 

9  Sometimes  we  have  no  ftrength  ; 

Sometimes  we  want  the  Will ; 
And  fometimes,  left  we  might.go  wrong, 
We  chute  toftand  quite  Li'!. 

!to  Again,  thro5  heedlefs  hade, 

We  catch  fome  dang'rous  fall. 
Then  fearing  we  may  move  too  faff, 
We  hardly  move  at  ail. 

11  Deep  quagmires  choak  the  way, 

Corruptions  foul  and  thick  ! 
Whofe  trench  iafecls  the  aii ,  and  make* 
The  irrongdt  trav'ler  fkk» 

12  Thro'  thefe  we  long  muft  wade  , 

And  oft  flick  fail  in  mire. 
Now  heatconfumes:  now  froft  benumbs 
As  dang'rous  as  the  i~rc. 

$3  Speclres  of  various  forms 
Allure,  enchant,  affright, 
Frefuraption  tempts  n-6  e\  Try  day  ; 

Defpair  aiTaults  by  night. 

14  Companions  if  we  find, 

Alas  !  how  foon  they're  gone  ? 
For  'tis  decreed  that  moft  muft  pafs 
Tic  dark-.  'one, 

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15  Diftreft  on  tv*rf  fide 

With  evils  felt  or  feajr'd, 
We  pray,  we  cry  ;  but  cannot  find 
That  pray'rs  or  cries  are  heard. 

1 6  Thickets  of  bri'rs  and  thorns 

Our  feeble  feet  enclofe  ; 
Apd  ev'ry  Itep  we  take  betrays 
New  dangers,  and  new  foes. 

1 7  When  ail  theft  fpes  are  queli'd* 

And  ev'ry  danger  pail ; 
That  gfiaftly  phantom  death  remain*, 
To  combat  with  at  laft. 


PART    II. 

i    T  F  this  be.  Lord  thy  way  ; 
X     Then  who  can  hope  ro  gain 
That  prize  fuch  numbers  never  feek, 
Such  numbers  feek  in  vain  ? 

2  'Tis  thine  Almighty  Grace, 

That  can  fufiice  alone. 
Thou  giv'ft  us  ftrength  to  run  the  racej  al 
And  then  beRow'it  the  crown. 

3  Chear  up,  ye  trav'lmg  fouls ; 

Onjefu's  aid  rely: 

Ke  fees  us  when  we  fee  not  him  ; 
And  always  hears  our  cry. 

4  Without  cefTation  pray. 

Your  pray'rs  will  net  prove  vain  : 
Cur  Jcjc'ph  turns  afide  to  weep, 
But  cannot  long  refrain. 

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5  Sudden  he  ftands  confeft : 

We  look,  and  all  is  light ; 
The  foe  confounded,  fwift  as  thought 
Sneaks  off,  and  fkulks  from  fight. 

6  His  prefence  clears  the  foul, 

And  fmooths  the  rugged  way, 
Pie  often  makes  the  crooked  it  rait; 
And  turns  the  night  to  day. 

7  We  then  move  chearful  on. 

The  ground  feels  firm  and  good. 
And  left  we  mould  miftake  the  way, 
He  lines  it  out  with  blood. 

8  Again  we  cannot  fee 

I  ".is  helping  h?.nd;  but  feel  : 
And  tho'  we  neither  feel  nor  fee, 
His  hand  fuftains  us  (till. 

g  He  gentl\-  leads  us  on  : 

Protects  from  fatal  harms ; 
And  when  we  faint,  and  cannot  walk, 
He  bears  us  in  his  arms. 

io  He  guide?  and  moves  our  (reps; 
For  thp5  ivc  feem  to  move, 
Uisipint  all  the  motion  gives 
By  fprings  of  fear  and  love. 

1 1   The  meek  with  love  he  draws ; 
PvCitrains  the  ram  by  fear ; 
Searches  and  finds  the  wand'ring  out,  . 
And  brings  the  din-ant  near. 


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i  2  When  for  a  time  we  (top, 
Ferplext  and  at  a  lofs, 
He  like  a  beacon  on  a  hill 
Erc&s  his  bloody  crofs. 


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13  Forward  again  we  prefi  ; 

And  while  that  mark's  in  view, 
Tho'  holts  of  foes  befet  the  way, 
We  boldly  venture  thro'. 

14  When  all  Uiefe  foes  are  qucll'd, 

And  ev'iry  danger 
Tho'  Death  remains,  he  but  remains 
To  be  fubdu'd  the  iait. 


xxvn. 

The  Author's  own  Confedion. 

1  pOME  hither,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 
V^  Difciples  of  God's  fuff'ring  Son  ; 
Let  me  relate,  and  yea  record, 

What  he  for  my  poor  foul  has  done. 

2  The  way  of  truth  I  quickly  miiVd, 
And  further  ftray'd,  and  further  ftill  ; 
Expected  to  be  fav'd  by  Chrift  ; 

But  to  be  holy  had  no  will. 

3  The  road  of  Death  with  ra(h  career 
I  ran  •  and  gloried  in  my  fha 
Abus'd  his  grace  ;  defpis'd  his  fear  ; 
And  others  taught  to  do  the  lame. 

4  Far,  far  from  home  on  hufks  I  fed, 
Puft  up  with  each  fantaftic  whini. 
With  (wine  a  beaftly  life  I  Isd : 
Aad  ferv-'d  God's  foeinftead  of  him. 


5  A  forward  fool,  a  willing  drudge, 
I  aftcd  for  the  Prince  of  hell : 


Did 


(  40  ) 

Did  all  he  bade  without  a  grudge  ; 
And  boafted,  I  cculd  fin  Co  well. 

6  Fold  blafphemics  employ 'd  my  tongue. 
I  1  eedtd  not  my  heart  unclean  ; 

Loft  all  regard  of  right  or  wrong,      • 
In  thought,  in  wc:.i,  in  act,  obfcene. 

7  My  body  was  with  luft  denl'd. 
my  foul  I  pamper  *d  up  in  pride : 
Cculd  fit  and  hear  the  Lord  revil'd, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind  deny'd. 

8  I  it  rove  to  make  my  flelh  decay 
With  foul  difeafe,  and  waging  pain. 
1  ftrove  to  fling  my  life  away, 

And  damn  my  feel — but  drove  in  vain, 

9  The  Lord,  from  whom  I  long  back  Hid, 
Firfl  check 'd  me  with  fome  gentle  flings 
Turn'd  on  me,  look'd,  and  foftly  chid; 
And  bid  me  hope  for  greater  things. 

i  o  Seen  to  his  bar  he  made  me  come 
Arraign'd,  convidled,  caft,  I  ftocd, 
Expecting  from  his  mouth  the  doom 
CftWjj,  who  trample  on  his  blood, 


j  i   Pangs  of  rem orfe  my  conscience  tore., 
J  fell  open'd  hidoeus  to  my  •■ 
And  what  I  only  heard  befcre, 
1  found  by  fad  experience  true. 

12  Oh  !  what  a  difmal  Rate  war,  this : 
What  horrors  fhook  my  feeble  frame! 
But,  Brethren,  furely  you  can  guefs : 
For  you,  perhaps,  have  feit  the  fame. 


2  B"? 


(4i   ) 

l$  But  O  the  goodnefs  of  our  God ! 
What  pity  melts  his  tender  heart ! 
He  faw  me  welt'ring  in  my  blood  : 
And  came,  and  eas'd  mc  of  my  fmart. 

14  While  I  was  yet  a  great  way  off", 
He  ran,  and  on  my  neck  he  fdl. 
My  fhortdiftrefs  he  judg'd  enough  ; 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  brink  of  hell, 

15  What  an  amazing  change  was  here ! 

I  look'd  for  hell ;  he  brought  me  heaven* 
Chear  up,  faid  he  ;  difmifs  thy  fear  ; 
Chearup,  thy  fins  are  ail  forgiv'n. 

16  I  would  object ;  hut  fa uer  much 

He  anfwer'd  peace.     What  Me  ? — Yes  The 
Eut  my  enormous  crimes  are  fuch — 
1 'grve  thee  pardon  full  ami  free  ! 

17  But  for  the  future,  Lord — lam 

Thy  great  falu.it ion — perfect,  nuhcle. 
Behold!  thy  bad  works fhall  not  damn, 
Nor  ca?i  thy  good  works  fa<ve  thy  foul, 

18  Renounce  them  both.      Myf  If  alone 
Will  for  thee  work,  and  in  thee  too. 
Henceforth  I  make  thy  caufe  my  own; 
And  undertake  to  bring  thee  thro'  ; 

19  He  faid.     I  took  the  full  releafe. 
The  Lord  had  fign'd  it  with  his  blood. 
My  horrors  fled  ;  and  perfect  pe?.ce 
And  joy  unfpeakable  enfu'd. 

20  I  only  begg'd  one  humble  boon  ; 
(Nor  did  the  Lord  offended  feem) 


)omc 


[  4*  J 

Some  fervice  might  by  me  be  done 
To  fouls  that  truly  truft  in  him. 

21  ThusT,  who  lately  had  been  cail, 
And  fear'd  a  jult  but  heavy  doom, 
Receiv*d  a  pardon  for  the  paft, 

A  promife  for  the  time  to  come. 

22  This  promife  oft  I  call  to  mind, 
As  thro'fome  painful  paths  I  go  ; 
And  fecret  consolation  find, 

And  iirength  to  fight  with  ev'ry  foe* 

23  And  oft-times,  when  the  tempter  fly 
Affirms  it  fancied,  forg'd,  or  vain, 
Jcfus  appears  ;  difproves  the  lie  ; 
And  kindly  makes  it  o'er  again. 


XXVIII. 
Corruptions. 

1  rT"1  H  E  Lord  aflbr'd  the  chofen  race, 

X       From  E£ypt's  bondage  brought, 
They  mould  obtain  the  promi's'd  place; 
And  find  the  reft  they  fought. 

2  Strong  nations  now  pdflefs  the  land  ; 

Yet  yield  not  thou  to  doubt ; 
With  arm  out  ftretch'd,  and  mighty  hand. 
Thy  God  fhall  drive  them  out. 

3  Not  all  at  once  :  for  fear  thou  find 

1  he  rav'nous  beafts  of  pre  v 
Riiing  upon  thee  from  behind, 


As  dang'rous  foes  as  the^. 


+  Ey 


(43  ) 

4  By  little  and  by  little,  he 

Will  chace  them  from  thy  fight. 
Believers  are  not  call'd,  we  fee, 
To  ileep  or  play,  but  fight. 

5  Spiritual  pride,  that  rampant  beaft. 

Would  rear  its  haughty  head. 
True  faith  would  foon  be  difpolTeft> 
And  carelcffnefs  fucceed. 

6  C  orruptions  make  the  mourners  fiiun 

Prefumption's  dang'rous  fnare ; 
Force  us  to  trull  to  Chrifb  alone, 
And  fly  to  God  by  pray'r. 

7  By  them  we  feel  how  low  we'er  loft  ; 

And  learn,  in  feme  degree, 
Plow  dear  that  great  faivation  colt, 
Which  comes  to  us  fo  free. 

S  If  fuch  a  weight  to  ev'ry  foul 
Of  f.n  and  forrow  fall ; 
What  love  was  that,  which  took  the  whole; 
And  freely  bore  it  all ! 

g  O  when  will  God  our  joy  complete, 
And  make  an  end  of  fm  ! 
When  fhall  we  walk  the  land,  and  meet 
No  Canaaniie  therein  ? 

i  o  Will  this  precede  the  day  of  death  ? 
Or  muft  we  wait  till  then  ? — 
Yeftruggling  fouls,  be  ftrong  in  faith, 
And  quityourfelves  like  men. 

I :  Our  dear  deliv'rer's  love  is  fuch, 
I  le  cannot  long  delay. 

E  Mean 


(44   ) 

Morn  time,  that  foe  can't  boaft  of  much. 
Who  makes  us  watch  and  pray. 

XXIX. 

The  Paradox. 


T   T  T  O  W  ftrange  is  the  courfe,  that  a 

XpL  Chriftian  muft  fteer  ? 

How  perplext  is  the  path  he  muft  tread? 
The  hope  of  his  happinefs  rifes  from  fear; 

And  his  life  he  receives  from  the  dead. 


2  His  faireft  pretenfions  muft*wndfly  be  wav'd; 

And  his  belt  refolutions  be  croft. 
Nor  can  he  c;:pec>  to  be  perfectly  fav'd, 

''Till  he  rinds  himfelf  utterly  loft. 


3  When  all  this  is  dene;  and  his  heart  is  afiur'd 
Of  the  total  remiflion  of  fins  : 

When  his  pardon  isfign'd,  and  his  peace  is  procur'd, 
From  that  moment  his  confiift  begins. 


XXX. 

■Jltll  and  fee  the  Salvation  of  the  Lord* 
Excd.  xiv.   13. 

II !  v/hat  ?.  narrow,  harrow  path 
1st'  h  leads  to  life  ! 

of  faith, 
crlj  anvl  ftrife. 

2  r 


(45  ) 

2  Eut  after  all  that's  fr.id  or  done, 

Let  men  think  v  iiat  th«^  will, 
The  Strength  ofev'ry  tempted  fon 
Coniifts  in  llandin^  fall. 

3  "  Stand  dill !  fays  one*.     That's  eafy  fare  ; 

"  'Tis  what  I  :o.5s 

Deluded  foul,  be  not  fecure: 
This  is  not  ineant  to  you. 

4  Not  driv'n  by  flr;r.  nor  drawn  by  love, 

N(  r  1  :d. 

£/<?  {till you  do,  arid  never  mo*. 
For  who  can  i^ovc,  that'c  deed  ? 

5  Eut  for  a  living  foul  to  ft  and, 

By  thousand  dangers  fcarr'd. 
Andfeel  dei1ruc"iion  clofe  at  feand^ 

O  !  this  indeed  is  hard ! 

6  To  (bun  this  danger  others  run, 

To  hide  they  know  not  where  : 
Or  too'  they  fight,  no  vicYrj  's  won  ; 

They  only  beat  the  air. 

7  He  that  believes,,  the  fcripture  (ays, 

:t  confus'dly  hafte. 
Thus  danger  threats  both  him  that  flays. 
And  him  that  runs  too  fait.. 

8  Kafte  grafps  at  all ;  but  nothing  keeps ; 

Sloth  is  a  dang'rous  ftate  : 
And  he  that  flies,  and  he  thatfleeps. 

Cannot  be  iaia  to  wait. 

9  Lord,  let  thy  Spirit  prompt  us  when 

To  go,  and  when  to  hay, 

E  2  Attract 


(+6) 

Attract  us  with  the  cords  of  men, 
And  we  fhall  not  delay. 

10  Give  pew 'rand  will ;  and  then  command; 
And  we  will  follow  Thee  : 
And  when  we're  frighten 'd,  bid  us  ftand, 
And  thy  falvation  fee. 


XXXI. 
Xhe  Sabbath. 

i    /""^  O  D  thus  commanded  Jacob's  feed, 
VJT  When,  from  Egyptian  bondage  freed, 

He  led  them  by  the  way. 
Remember  with  a  mighty  hand 
I  brought  thee  forth  From  Pbaraab'*  land  ; 
Then  keep  my  Sabbath-day. 

2  In  fix  days"  Gcd  made  heav'n  and  earth; 

Gave  all  the  various  creatures  birth  : 
And  from  his  working  ceas'd. 

Thefe  days  to  labour  he  applied  ; 

The  Sev'nth  he  blefs'd,  and  fanclif-ed, 
And  call'd  the  day  of  rejl. 

3  To  all  God's  people  now  remains 
A  Sabbatifm,  a  reft  from  pains 

And  works  of  flavifh  kind. 
When  tir'd  with  toil,  and  faint  thro'  fear, 
The  child  of  God  can  enter  here, 
And  fweet  refreshment  find. 


4  To  this  by  faith  lie  oft  retreats, 
Bondage  and  labour  quite  forgets, 

And  Lids  his  cares  adieu ; 


Slides 


(47  J 

Slides  foftly  into  promis'd  reft, 
Reclines  his  head  on  jefu's  breaft 
And  proves  the  Sabbath  true. 

5  This,  and  this  only,  is  the  way, 
To  rightly  keep  that  Sabbath-day, 

Which  God  has  holy  made. 
All  keepers,  that  come  fhort  of  this, 
The  fubftance  of  the  Sabbath  mifs  j 

And  graip  an  empty  made. 


XXXII. 

Who  hcih  d'fpftdthc  day  of  J mall things  ? 
Zech.  iv.   10. 

i   Y  2  y  H  E   Lord   that   made   both    heav'n    and 
JL  earth, 

And  was  himfelf  made  man, 
Lay  in  the  womb,  before  his  birth, 
Contra-fled  to  a  Span; 

2  Matur'd  by  time,  'till  forth  he  came 

A  babe  like  others  feen  ; 
As  fmall  in  fize,  and  weak  of  frame, 
As  babes  have  always  been. 

3  From  thence  he  grew  an  infant  mild, 

By  fair  and  due  degrees ; 
And  then  became  a  bigger  child, 
And  fat  on  Marys  knees. 

4  At  firft  held  up,  for  want  of  itrength ; 

In  time  alone  he  ran  : 
Then  grew  a  boy  :  a  lad  ;  at  length 
A  youth  ;  atlaft  a  man. 

E  3  5  EehoH, 


5  Behold,  fr:m  what  beginni 

Our  great  falvation  rofe  I 
The  ftrength  of  God  is  own'd  by  all ; 
But  who  his  weaknefs  knows  ? 

6  Thus  fouls  that  would  to  heav'n  attain* 

Mull  'Jacob's  ladder  climb  ; 
And  ftep  by  fcep  the  fummit  gain, 
In  meafurti  and  in  time. 

ej  Let  not  the  ftrong  the  weak  defpife  ; 
Their  faith,  tho'  fmall,  is  true  ; 
Though  low  they  feem  in  others  eyes : 
Their  Saviour  feern'd  fin  tco. 

S  Nor  meanly  of  the  tempted  think  : 
,  O  what  tongue  ran  tell, 
How  low  the  Lord  of  life  mull  fink,. 
Before  he  vanquifh'd  hell  L 

9  The  lead  beiierer  is  a  faint. 

And  if  on?  growth  be  flow, 
We  mould  not  therefore  tire  and  faint 
Since  Chrift  himfelf  could  grow. 

10  As  in  the  days  of  flem  he  grew 

In  wifdom,  ftature,  grace  ; 
So  in  the  foul  that's  born  anew,, 
ktfieps  a  gradual  pace. 

•j  Iefs  Almighty  at  his  birth„ 
.  i  on  his  throne  fupreme  : 
Kis  (boulders  held  up  heav'n  and 
-  :  Mfficy  held  up  him. 


XXXIII 


f  49  ) 
XXXIII. 

Holy  Days. 

r  QOME  Chriftians  to  the  Lord  regard  a  dry. 
O   And  others  to  the  Lord  regard  it  mt. 
Now  tho5  thefe  feem  to  chufe  a  diff'rent  way  ; 
Yet  both,  at  laft,  to  one  fame  poinc  are  bBOughf. 

2  He  that  regards  the  day  will  reafon  thus, 

**   This  glorious  day  our  Saviour  and  our  King 
"  Ferfbrm'd  fome   mighty  aft  of  love  for  us  : 
"  Gbferve  the  time  in.  mem'ry  of  the  iking" 

3,  Thus  he  to  Jefus  points  his  kind  intent ; 
And  offers  pray*rs  and  pratfes  in  his  nam^. 
As  to  the  Lord  alone  his  love  is  meant, 
The  Lord  accepts  it..    And  who  dares  to  blame  2 

4  For  tho'  the  fhell  indeed  is  not  the  meal  • 
'Tis  not  rejected  when  th&  meat's  within, 
Tho'fuperilition  is  a  vain  conceit  ; 
Commemoration  furely  is  no  fin. 

5  Pie  alfo,  that  to- days  has  no  regard, 
The  madows  only  for  the  fubftaace  quits  f 
Towards  the  Saviour's  prefence  preiles  hard  3 
And  outwaid  things  thro'  eagernefs  ofcnits* 

6  For  warmly  to  himfelf  he  thus  reflects, 

'*  My  Lord  alone  I  count  my  chiefeft  good, 
"  All  empty  forms  my  era-ring  foul  rejects  j 
"  And  feeks  the  folid  riches  of  his  blood. 

7  <c  All  days  and  times  I  place  my  fble  dd\ght 
**  In  Him,  the  only  object  of  my  care. 

«  External 


(  ft  ) 

"  External  {hews  for  his  dear  fake  I  flight ; 

"  Left  ought  but  Jefus  my  refpect  mould  ftiare.' 

8  Let  not  th'  ob/erver  therefore  entertain 
Againft  l\is  brother  any  fecret  grudge  : 

on-obfefver  call  him  vain  : 
But  ufe  his  freedom,  and  forbear  to  judge. 

9  Thus  both  may  bring  their  motives  to  the  teft. 
Cur  cendefcending  Lord  will  both  approve. 
Let  each  purfue  the  way  that  likes  him  beft. 
He  cannot  walk  amifs,  that  walks  in  love. 


XXXIV. 

Good-Friday. 

1  f^\  H  !  what  a  fad  and  doleful  night 
V_/   Preceded  that  Bay's  morn  ! 
When  darknefs  feiz'd  the  Lord  of  light  ; 

And  fift  by  Chi  ill  was  borne  1 

2  When  cur  intolerable  load 

Upon  his  foul  was  laid  ; 
And  the  vindictive  wrath  of  God 
Flam'd  furious  on  his  head  ! 

3  We  in  our  Conqu'ror  well  may  ber.fl  : 

For  none,  but  God  alone, 
Can  know  how  dear  the  vicYry  ceil, 
How  hardly  it  was  won. 

4  Forth  from  the  garden,  fully  tried, 

Cur  bruifed  Champion  came, 
To  fufTer  what  remained  befide 
Of  pain,  and  grief,  and  faame. 

5  Mock'd, 


(  5>  ) 

5  Mock"d,  fpit  upon,  and  crown'd  with  thorns 

A  fpeftacle  he  flood  ; 
His  back  with  fcourges  lafh'd  and  torn, 
A  vi&im  bath 'din  blood! 

6  Nail'd  to  the  crofs  thro'  hands  and  feet 

He  hung  in  open  view  : 
To  make  his  forrows  quite  complete, 
By  God  deferted  too. 

1  Thro'  nature's  works  the  woes  he  felt 
With  foft  infection  ran  : 
The  hardeil  things  could  break  or  melt— 
Except  the  he^rt  of  man. 

8  This  day  before  thee,  Lord,  we  come. 

Oh  !  melt  our  hearts,  or  break  : 
For  fhould  we  now  continue  dumb, 
The  very  ftones  would  fpeak. 

9  True  ;  thou  haft  paid  the  heavy  dtbt, 

And  made  believers  clean  : 
But  he  knows  nothing  of  it  yet, 
Who  is  net  griev'd  at  lin. 

io  A  faithful  friend  of  grief  partakes, 
But  union  can  be  none 
Eetwixt  a  heart  like  mtltitig  <zvax* 
And  hearts  as  hard  as  Hone ; 

1 1  Eetwixt  a  head  difFufing  blood, 

And  members  found  and  whoh ; 
Eetwixt  an  agonizing  God, 
And  an  unfeeling  foul. 

1 2  Lord  my  long'd  happinefs  is  full, 

When  I  can  go  with  thee 

*  Pfalm  xxii.  14. 


(  5*  ) 

To  Golgotha  :  The  place  c/Jluil 
Is  htav'n  en  earth  to  mc. 


XXXV. 

Another. 

t  'T^  HAT  day  when  Chrift  was  crucified, 
-      JL     The  mighty  God  Jehovah  died 
An  ignominious  d. 
He  that  would  keep  this  folemtt  day 
(And  true  diir<  iples  fafely  may) 
Mult  keep  it  firm  in  Faith. 

2  For  tho'  the  mournful  tragedy 
May  call  up  tears  in  ^\cry  e>e  ; 

Yet,  brethren,  reii  not  here. 
Would  you  condole  your  dying  friend? 
Let  each  into  his  foul   d< 

A^nd  find  his  Saviour  there. 

3  This  Qnjy  caiti  our  hearts  affure; 

And  make  cur  outwafd  wqrfhip  pure 

In  God's  all-fearchir.g  fight. 
When  ?A)  love  is  mixt, 

And  iiediaiV faith  on  Jefu     '    t, 
^ly  brethren,  then  were  right. 


XXXVI. 

Another. 

i    pr'M"    peer  miners,  come  away  ; 
\Ls  In  meditation  fweet, 
Let  us  go  to  Golgotha, 

And  kifs  our  Saviour's  feet. 

Let 


f  S3  ) 

Let  us  in  1.1s  wounded  fide 

Warn,  'till  we  ev'ry  whit  are  clean 
That's  the  fountain  open'd  wide 

For  filthinefs  and  fin. 

Zion's  mourners,  ceafe  your  fear : 

For  lo  !  the  dying  Lamb 
Utterly  forbids  defpair 

To  all  that  love  his  name. 
Him  your  fellow-fuff 'rer  fee  : 

He  was  in  all  things  like  to  ycifc 
Are  you  tempted  ?    So  was  He. 

Deierted  ?  He  was  too. 

Jefus,  our  Redeemer,  fned 

For  us  his  vital  blood. 
We,  thro'  cur  victorious  Head, 

Can  now  come  near  to  God. 
Sin  and  forrow  may  diflrefs ; 

But  neither  mall  us  quite  controul 
Chriit  has  purehaVd  holinefs 

For  every  fm-fick  foul.  " 


XXXVII. 
Perfeverance. 

j   rTP  H  S  finner  that  by  precidiis  faith, 
A     Has  felt  his  iins  fcrgiv  n, 
Is,  from  that  moment  pafs'd  from  death, 
Andfeai'd  an  heir  of  heavn. 

2  Tho'  thoufand  fnares  enclofe  his  x^et, 
Not  one  mail  hcV  him  faft. 
Whatever  dangers  he  may  meet, 
He  mall  get  fafe  at  hit. 

s  Noi 


(  54) 

3  Not  as  the  world  the  Saviour  gives. 

He  is  no  fickle  friend  : 
Whom  once  he  loves,  he  never  leaves ; 
But  loves  him  to  the  end. 

4  The  Spir't  that  would  this  truth  withfland, 

Would  pull  God's  temple  down, 
Wreft  Jefu's  fceptre  from  his  hand, 
And  fpoil  him  of  his  crown. 

£  Satan  might  then  full  vicYry  boaft ; 
The  church  might  wholly  fall  : 
If  one  believer  may  be  lofc, 
It  follows,  fo  may  all. 

6  But  Chrift  in  ev'ry  age  has  prov'd 

Kis  purchafe  firm  and  true. 
If  this  foundation  be  remov'd, 
What  mall  the  righteous  do  ? 

7  Brethren  by  this  your  claim  abide, 

This  title  to  your  blifs  : 
Whatever  lofs  you  bear  befide, 
O  !  never  give  up  this. 


XXXVIII. 

This  is  a  faithful  Saying  and  'worthy  of  all  Accepta- 
tion, that  J  (jus  Chriji  came  into  the  World  to  fa<ve 
Sinners,      i  Tim.  i.  15. 

1  "TTTHEN^/tf/wbytranfgreffionfelJ, 
V  V     And  confeious  fled  his  Maker's  face, 
Linkt  in  clandestine  league  with  hell 
He  ruin'd  ail  his  future  race. 

the 


(  5;  ) 

The  feeds  of  evil,  once  brought  in, 
Increas'd  ;  and  fill'd  the  world  with  firu 

This  lurking  leav'n  ferments  the  mafs. 

All  nature's  lick  ;  creation's  fpoii'd  ; 
Each  fin-infecled  fire,  alas  ! 

Begets  a  fin-infecled  child. 
Thus  propagation  fpreads  the  curfe  : 
And  man,  born  bad,  grows  worfe  and  worfci 

But  lo,  the  fecond  Adam  came, 

The  Serpent's  fubtle  head  to  bruiie. 

He  cancels  his  malicious  claim, 

And  difappoint's  his  dev'lifh  views ; 

Ranfoms  poor  pris'ners  with  his  blood  ; 

And  brings  the  Saner  back  to  Cod. 


'o- 


4  To  understand  thefe  terms  aright, 

This  grand  diitin&ion  ihould  be  known ; 
Tho'  all  are  finners  in  God's  fight, 

There  are  but  few  foin  their  ovon. 
To  fuch  as  thefe  cur  Lord  was  lent : 
They're  only  finners,  who  repent. 

5  What  comfort  can  a  Saviour  bring 

To  thofe  who  never  felt  their  woe  ? 
A  finner  is  a  facred  thing  : 

The  Holy  Ghoft  has  made  him  fo. 
New  life  from  Him  we  muil  receive, 
Before  for  fin  we  rightly  grieve. 

6  Let  the  felt-righteous  hence  beware* 

Left  he  this  great  falvation  fcorn. 
Letev'ry  carelefs  foul  take  care  ; 

For  they  that  laugh  (hall  one  day  mourn. 
High-flying  lights,  ham  hence  to  Hoop  ; 
Dry  knowledge  only  pufFd  men  up, 

F  7  This 


i  W) 

This  faithful  faying  let  us  own ; 

(Well  worthy  'tis  to  be  believ'd) 
That  Chrift  into  the  world  came  down, 

That  Sinners  might  by  him  befav'd. 
Sinners  are  high  in  his  efteem  : 
And  finners  highly  value  him. 


XXXIX. 

The  Sinner's  Hope. 

COME,  ye  humble  finner-train, 
Souls  for  whom  the  Lamb  was  flain, 
Chearfui  let  us-taife  our  voice  : 
We  have  reafon  to  rejoice. 
Let  us  fing,  with  faints  in  hea\  n, 
Life  reftcr'd,  and  lins  forgiv'n. 
Glory,  and  eternal  laud 
Be  to  our  incarnate  God. 

Now  look  up  with  faith,  and  fee 
Him  thai  bled  for  you  and  me, 
Seated  on  his  glorious  throne, 
Interceding  for  his  own. 

at  can  Chriilians  have  to  fear 
When  they  view  their  Saviour  there  ? 
Hell  is  vanquifh'd,  heav'n  appeas'd  ; 
God  is  reconcil'd,  and  pieis'd; 

Snares  and  dangers  may  befet ; 
For  we  are  but  trav'lers  yet. 
As  the  way  indeed  is  hard, 


Let  us  keep  a  ccnflant  guard, 
Neither  lifted  up  with  air, 
Nor  dejected  to  defpair, 


Always 


>  I 


Always  keeping  Chrift  in  new; 
He  wiii  bring  us  fafely  thro'. 


XL. 

The  World  by    Wifdtim   l;:c~'j  not   Cc\ 
i  Cor.  i.   21. 


o 


Truft  no  longer  dreams  and  lies, 
Cut  of  Chrift,  Almighty  pow'r 
Can  do  nothing  but  devour. 

2  God,  you  fay,  is  good.     'Tis  true  j 
But  he's  pure  and  holy  too  ; 
Juft,  and  jealous  in  his  ire, 
Earning  with  vindictive  fire. 

3  This  of  old  himfelf  declar'd  : 
Ifrael  trembled  when  they  heard. 
But  the  proof  of  proofs  indeed 
Is,  he  {ent  his  Son  to  bleed. 

4  When  the  bleffed  Jefus  died, 
God  was  clearly  jpftified  : 
Sin  to  pardon  without  blood, 
Never  in  his  nature  f,:ocd. 

5  Worfhip  God  then  in  his  Son  : 
There  he's  love,  and  there  alone. 
Think  not  that  he  will,  or  ma 
Pardon  any  other  way. 

6  See  the  fufFring  Son  of  God, 
Panting  !  groaning  !  fweating  blood  ! 
Brethren,  this  had  never  been, 
Had  not  God  detefted  fin. 

F  2  ?  R- 


(  js  ) 

7  ffe  his  mercy  therefore  fought 
In  the  way  himfelf  has 
''.  here  his  clemency  is  fuch, 
We  can  never  trufl  too  much. 

S  He  that  better  knows  than  we, 
Bids  us  all  to  Jefus  flee. 
Humbly  take  him  at  his  word  ; 
And  your  fouls  fhall  blefs  the  Lord. 


XLI. 

bold  hnd  jfce,  if  there  he   any   Sorrow  like  unto  t?t} 
Sorr&w.     Lam.  i.  12. 


MX 


IT  UC  H  we  talk  of  jefu's  blood. 

JL  But  how  littles  uncterftood  ! 
Of  his  fuff 'rings  fo  intenfe 
Angels  have  no  perfect  fenfe. 
Who  can  rightly  comprehend 
Their  beginning,  or  their  end! 
:Tis  to  God,  and  Godalcne, 
That  their  weight  is  fully  known. 

2  O  thou  hideous  monfter,  fin, 
What  a  curfe  has  thou  brought  in  ! 
All  Creation  groans  thro'  thee, 
Piegnant  caufe  of  mifery  ! 

']  hou  haft  ruin'd  wretched   man, 
-  Ever  fince  the  world  began  ; 
Thou  haft  God  affliflcd  too; 
Nothing  \ti\  than  that  v/ould  do. 

3  W7ould  we  then  rejoice  indee 
£e  it,  that  from  thee  we're  ft 


And 


(59  ) 

And  our  juiteft  caufe  to  grieve 
Is,  that  thou  wilt  to  us  cleave. 
Faith  relieves  us  from  thy  guilt  : 
But  we  think  whofe  blood  was  fpilt* 
All  we  hear,  or  kd,  or  fee, 
Serves  toraife  our  hate  to  thee. 

4  Dearly  are  we  bought :  for  God 
Bought  us  with  his  own  heart's  blood 
Boundiefs  depths  of  love  divine  I 
Jefus,  what  a  love  was  thine  ! 
Tho'  the  wonders  thou  haft  done 
Are,  as  yet,  fo  little  known  ; 
Here  we  fix,  and  comfort  take  3 
Jefus  died  for  finners'  fake, 


XLII. 

Election. 

j    T)Rethren,  would  you  know  your  flay  J 

X3    What  it  is  fupports  you  full  ? 
Why,  tho'"  tempted  ev'ry  day, 

Yet  you  fl and  ;  and  Hand  you  will  ? 
Lcng  before  our  birth, 

Nay,  before  Jehovah  laid 
The  foundations  of  the  earth, 

We  were  chofen  in  our  Head^ 

z  God's  election  is  the  ground 

Of  our  hope  to  perfevere. 
On  this  rock  your  building  found  ; 

And  preferve  your  title  clear. 
hi  fide  Is  may  laugh; 

PL  aryl  es  g ai n fay ,  o r  ra i  1 ; 
Here's  your  tenure  (keep  it  fafe) 

God'i  Ekfi  ca?i  never  fail. 

F  3  XLIIL 


(  6o  ) 
XLUI, 

Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,     Pfalrn  If.  I  o. 


'L 


CRD,  when  thy  Spirk  defcends  to  Jhcw 
The  badnefs  of  our  hearts, 
Aftonifn'd  at  th'  amazing  view 
The  foul  with  horror  ftarts. 


Z  The  dungeon  op'ning  foul  as  hell, 

It's  loathfomc  flench  emits  ; 

And  brooding  in  each  fecret  cell 

Some  hideous  monfter  iits. 

g  Swarms  of  ill  thoughts  their  bane  difiufe, 

Proud,  envious,  falfe,  unclean  ; 
And  ev'ry  rarfack'd  corner  ihews 
Some  unfufpected  fin. 

4  Our  (tag;>'ring  faith  gives  way  to  doubt 
Our  courage  yields  to  fear. 
Shock 'd  at  the  light,  we  ftrait  cry  oat;. 
"  Can  e\  er  God  dwell  here  V* 

'j  But  he  that  mews  can  purge  the  filth 
Of  each  polluted  foul  ; 
Reftore  the  putrid  parti  to  health, 
And  purify  the  whole. 

6  None  lefs  than  God's  Alrai 

Can  mc.  e 

:r  from  his  fide  mu.l  run 

-afh  this  durgeon  clean. 

n  O  come,  thou  much-expecled  gudl. 
Lord  fefus 


{  61  ) 

Enter  the  chamber  of  my  breaft : 
Thyfelf  prepare  the  room. 

8  For  fhouldit  thou  fray,  till  thou  canft  meet 

Reception  worthy  thee ; 
With  finners  thou  wouldft  never  fit — 
At  lead  (I'm  fare)  with  me. 

9  When,  when  will  that  bleft  time  arrive, 

When  thou  wilt  kindly  deign 
With  me  to  lit,  to  lodge,  to  lfve  ; 
And  never  part  again  ? 


XLIV. 

JabezV  prayer,      i  Chron.  iv.  9,   10, 

s      A     Saint  there  was  in  days  of  old, 
±\.  Tho'  we  but  little  of  him  hear, 
In  honor  high  ;   of  whom  is  told 

A  ihort,  but  an  effectual  pray;r. 
This  pray'r,  my  brethren,  let  us  view; 
And  try  if  we  can  pray  fq  too. 

2  He  call'd  on  Iff  el's  Gcd  'tis  faid, 

Let  us  take  notice  nrft  of  that : 
Had  he  to  any  other  pray'd, 

To  us  it  had  not  matter'd  what. 
For  all  true  l/ralites  adore 
One  Gcd,  Immanud,  and  no  more. 

3  "  Oh  !  that  thou  wouldft  me  Mefs  Meed ; 

"  And  that  thou  wouldft  enlarge  my  bound 
"  And  let  thy  hand  in  ev'ry  need 

"  A  guide  and  help  be  with  me  found ; 
'*  That  thou  wouldft  caufe  that  evil  be 
•'  No  caufe  of  pain  and  grief  to  me." 

4  What 


(    62    ) 

4  What  is  it  to  be  blcft  indeed, 

But  to  have  all  our  fins  forgiv'n; 

To  be  from  guilt  and  terror  freed, 

Redeem' a  from  hell,  andfeal'dfor  heav'nj 
To  wenhip  an  incarnate  God, 
And  know  he  fav'd  us  by  his  blood  ? 

5  And  next  to  have  our  coaft  enlarg'd, 

Is,  that  our  hearts  extend  their  plan, 
From  bondage  and  from  fear  difcharg'd, 

And  iilrd  with  love  to  God  and  man  : 
To  call  off  ev'ry  narrow  thought : 
And  ufe  the  freedom  Chriit  has  bought. 

6  To  ufe  this  liberty  aright. 

And  not  the  grace  of  God  abufe, 
We  always  need  his  hand,  his  might: 

'■;  what  he  gives  us  we  fhould  lofe;. 
Spirit  al  pride  would  foon  creep  in, 
And  turn  his  very  grace  to  fin. 

j  This  pray'r  fo  lovy  ago  prefcrr'd, 

Is  left  on  facrcd  record  thus. 
And  this  good  pray'r  by  God  was  heard ; 

And  kindly  handed  down  to  us. 
Thus  Jakez  pray'd  (for  that's  his  name) 
Let  all  believers  pray  the  fame. 


XLV. 

Whit  fun  day. 

£  TI7HEN  the  bleft  day  of  penticoft 
V  V  Was  fully  come ;  the  Holy  Ghotf 

Defcended  from  above, 
Sent  by  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

(The 


(  $3  ) 

(The  fender  and  the  fent  are  one) 
The  Lord  of  life  and  love. 

2  Within  one  houfe,  with  one  accord, 
The  faithful  foll'wers  of  our  Lord 

Waiting  his  promife  fit ; 
That  vefted  with  fupemal  *  pow'r 
They  might  be  then,  and  not  before, 
To  preach  the  gofpel  fit. 

3  Sudden  a  ru  thing  wind  they  hear ; 
And  fiery  cloven  tongues  appear  ; 

It  fat  on  ev'ry  one. 
Cloven,  perhaps,  to  be  the  fign 
That  God  no  longer  would  confine 

His  word  to  Jtnjos  alone. 

4  To  ev'ry  nation  under  heav'n 
To  hear  the  gofpel-found  is  giv'ii ; 

The  call  to  all  extends. 
As  ours  was  parted  long  ago  ; 
So  God  divides  his  language  too ; 

And  after  finners  fends. 

5  And  were  thefe  firfl:  difeiples  bleft 
With  heav'nly  gifts  ?  Anl  mail  the  reft 

Be  pafs'd  unheeded  by  ? 
What  ?  Has  the  Holy  Ghoil  forgot 
To  quicken  fouls  that  Chriil  has  bought  j 

And  let's  them  lifcleis  lie  r 

6  No,  thou  Almighty  Paraclete  ; 

Thou  medd'ft  thy  heav'nly  influence  yet; 

Thou  viiit'll  finners  ftill : 
Thy  breath  of  life,  thy  quick'ning  Hame, 
Thy  pov/'r  thy  Godhead,  ftill  the  fame, 

We  own  ;  becaufe  we  feel. 

*  Froim  ibove. 
*  XLVI. 


(  <4  ) 
XLVI. 

Another. 

1  nrHE  foul  that  with  fincere  defirei 

X       Seeks  after  Jefu's  love, 
That  foul  the  Holy  Ghoft  infpires 
With  breathings  from  above. 

2  Not  ev'ry  one,  in  like  degree, 

The  Spir't  of  God  receives  : 

The  Chriftian  often  cannot  fee 

His  faith ;  and  yet  believes. 

3  So  gentle  fometimes  is  the  flame ; 

That,  if  we  take  not  heed, 
We  may  unkindly  quench  the  fame  : 
We  may,  my  friends,  indeed. 

4  EleftGod,  that  once  in  fiery  tongues 

Cam'ft  down  in  open  view, 
Come,  vifit  ev'ry  heart  that  longs 
To  entertain  thee  too. 

5  And  tho'  not  like  a  mighty  wind, 

Nor  with  a  ruming  noife ; 
May  we  thy  calmer  comforts  find  : 
And  hear  thy  Hill  fmall  voice. 

6  Not  for  the  gift  of  tongues  we  pray ; 

Nor  pow'r  the  fick  to  heal : 

Give  wifdom  to  direct  cur  way  ; 

And  Itrength  to  do  thy  will. 

7  We  pray  to  be  renew'd  within, 

And  reconcil'd  to  God  ; 
To  have  cur  confeienee  wafh'd from  fin 
In  the  Redeemer's  Wood. 

8  We 


(6S  ) 

8  We  pray  to  have  our  faith  increas'cL 
And,  O  celeftial  Dove ! 
We  pray  to  be  completely  bleft 
With  that  rich  blefllng,  love. 


XLVII. 
Hymn  and  Doxology  to  the  Trinity, 

1  rTPO  comprehend  the  great  Three  One 

jL     Is  more  than  higheft  angels  can  ; 
Or  what  the  Trinity  has  done 
From  death  and  hell  to  ranfom  man. 

2  But  all  true  Chriftians  this  may  boaft 
(A  truth  from  nature  never  learn 'd) 
That  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
To  fave  our  fouls  are  all  concerned. 

3  The  Father's  love  in  this  we  find ; 
He  made  his  Son  our  facriiiee. 
The  Son  in  love  his  life  refign'd. 
The  fpir't  of  love  his  blood  applies. 

4  Thus  we  the  Trinity  can  praife 
In  unity,  thro'  Chriil  our  King ; 
Our  grateful  hearts  and  voices  raife 
In  faith  and  love ;  while  thus  we  fmg, 

5"  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be; 
Becaufe  he  fcnt  his  Son  to  die. 
Glory  to  God  the  Son  ;  that  he 
Did  with  fuch  willingnefs  comply. 

6  Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghoft, 
Who  to  our  hearts  this  love  reveals. 
Thus  God  Three-One  to  finners  loft 
Salvation  feuds,  procures,  and  feals, 

XL  VIII. 


(  66) 


XLVIII. 

Heaven  and  earth  Jhall  pafi,  aivaj<,  but  my  words  Jball 
not  pafs&woy.     Matt.  xxiv.  35. 

1  r  I  'HE  moon  and  flars  (hall  ioofe  their  light; 

JL     The  fun  mail  fink  in  endlefs  night; 
Bothheav'n  and  earth  fhall  pafs  away  ! 
The  works  of  nature  all  decay. 

2  But  they  that  in  the  Lord  confide, 
And  fhelter  in  his  wounded  fide. 
Shall  fee  the  danger  overpaft ; 
Stand  ev'ry  ftorm;  and  live  at  laft. 


3  What  Chrifthas  faid  miifi  be  fulfll'd. 
On  this  firm  rock,  believers,  build, 
His  word  fhall  (land,  his  truth  prevail ; 
And  not  one  jot  or  tittle  fail. 


4  His  word  is  this  (poor  finners,  hear) 

"  Believe  on  Me,  andbaniih  fear. 

"  Ceafe  from  your  own  works,  bad  or  good 

"  And  wain  your  garments  in  my  blood." 


The  Rainlow.     Ifa.  1 


IV.   9. 


1  TI7HEN  deaf  to  ev'ry  warning  giv'n  ; 
V  V     Man  brav'd  the  patient  pow'r  of  heav'n, 
Grea  Codarofe, 

Del  '  1,  and  drown'd  Lis  iocs. 


igeanct 


2  Vengeance,  that  call'd  for  this  juil  doom, 
Retir'd  to  make  fweet  mercy  room  : 
God,  of  his  wrath  repenting,  fvvore, 

A  flood  fliould  drown  the  earth  no  more, 

3  That  future  ages  this  might  know, 
He  plac'd  in  heav'n  his  radiant  bow, 
The  fign,  till  time  itfelf  fhali  fail, 
That  v/aters  mall  no  more  prevail. 

4  The  beauties  of  this  bow  but  mine 
To  vulgar  eyes  as  fomething  fine  : 
Others  inveitigate  their  caufe 

By  mediums  drawn  from  nature's  laws. 

5  But  what  great  ends  can  men  purfue 

From  fchemes  like  thefe,  fuppofe  them  true  ? 
Defcribe  the  form  ;  the  caufe  define  j 
The  rainbow  flill  remains  a  fign ; 

6  A  fign,  in  which  by  faith  we  read 
The  cov'nant  God  with  Noah  made; 
A  noble  end,  and  truly  great ! 

But  fomething  greater  lies  there  yet. 

7  This  bow,  that  beams  with  vivid  light, 
Prefents  a  fign  to  Chriitians'  fight, 

That  God  has  iwom  (who  dares  condemn  ?) 
"  He  will  no  more  be  wroth  with  Them." 

8  Thus  the  believer,  when  he  views 
The  rainbow  in  it's  various  hues, 
May  fay;  "  Thofe  lively  colours  fhine 
"  To  mew,  that  heav'n  is  furely  mine. 

2  "  See  in  yon'  cloud  what  tinctures  glow, 
<(  And  gild  the  fmiling  vales  below  I 

G  «  So 


(63  ) 

So  fmiies  my  chearful  foul  to  fee, 
My  God  is  reconcil'd  to  me." 


Charity  upver  faileth.     j  Cor.  xiii,  8, 

j   T71  A I T  H  in  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
JL       O  what  a  gift  is  this ! 
Hope  of  falvation  in  his  name, 
How  comfortable  'tis ! 

2  Knowledge  of  what  is  right ; 

How  God  is  reconciled, 
A  ioe  receiv'd  a  favorite, 
An  alien  made  a  child, 

3  Bleflings,  my  friends,  like  thefe, 

Are  very  very  great : 
But  foon  they  ev'ry  one  ma  ft  ceafe; 
Nor  are  they  now  complete. 

4  Faith  will  to  bli/s  give  place. 

In  fight  we  hope  mall  lofe, 
For  who  needs  truft  for  things  he  has ; 
Or  hope  for  what  he  views r* 

5  The  little  too  that's  kmivft, 

Which  children-like  we  boaft, 
Will  fade,  like  glow-worms  in  the  fun, 
Or  drops  in  ocean  loft. 

6  But  love  (hall  ftill  remain ; 

It's  glories  cannot  ceafe. 
No  other  change  {hall  that  fuftain, 
Save  only  to  increafe. 

7o 


(  *9  ) 

7  Of  all  that  God  beftows, 
In  earth,  or  heav'n  above, 
The  beft  gift  faint  or  angel  knows, 
Or  e'er  will  know,  is  love. 

£  Love  all  defects  fupplies, 

Makes  great  obltru&ions  fmall. 
'Tis  pray'r  ;  'tis  praife ;  'tis  facrifice  ; 
'Tis  holinefs  ;  'tis  all. 

9  Defcend,  celeftial  Dove, 
With  Jefu's  flock  abide  : 
Give  us  that  beft  of  bleffings,  love  ; 
Whate'er  we  want  befide. 


LI. 

And  when  they  had  nothing  to  fay,  he  frankly  forgave 
them  both,     Luke  vii.  42. 

1  "jV/TERCYis  welcome-  news  indeed, 
JLVi  To  thofe  thztguihy  ftand. 
Wretches,  that  j^W  what  help  they  need, 

Will  blefs  the  helping  hand. 

2  Who  rightly  would  his  alms  difpofe. 

Muft  give  them  to  the  poor. 
None  but  the  wounded  patient  knows 
The  comforts  of  his  cure. 

3  We  all  have  finn'd  againfr  our  God  ; 

Exception  none  can  boaft  : 
But  he,  that  feels  the  heavieft  load, 
Will  prize  forgivenefs  moll. 

4  No  reck'ning  can  we  rightly  keep. 

For  who  the  fums  can  know  ? 

G  2  Sonre 


(  7*  ) 

Some  fouls  are  fifty  pieces  deep ; 
And  foine  five  hundred  owe. 

$  But  let  our  debts  be  what  they  may. 
However  great,  or  fmall  ; 
As  foon  as  we  have  nought  to  pay, 
Our  Lord  forgives  us  all. 

6  'Tis  perfect  poverty  alone, 
That  fets  the  foul  at  large  : 
While  we  can  call  one  mite  our  own, 
We  have  no  full  difchargc 


LII. 

Praying  for  Relations. 

i    T/"  IND  fouls,,  who  for  the  mis'riesmoaa 
Jt\.  Of  thofe  who  feldom  mind  their  own  \ 
But  treat  your  zeal  with  cold  difdain, 
Refolv'd  to  make  your  labor-;  vain  ; 

2  You,  wnofe  fmcere  affection  tends 
To  help  your  dear,  ungrateful  friends, 
That  think  yon  foes,  or  mad,  or  fools, 
JBecaufe  you  fain  would  fave  their  fouls ; 

3  Tho'  deaf  to  ev'ry  warning  giv'n, 
They  fcorn  to  walk  with  you  to  heav'n  \ 
But  often  think,  and  fometimes  fay, 
They'll  never  go,  if  that's  the  way  ; 

4  Tho'  they  the  Spir't  of  God  refill, 
Or  ridicule  your  faith  in  Chrift ; 

Tho'  they  blafpheme,  oppofe,  contemn  ; 
Aad  hate  you  for  vcur  love,  to  them  ; 

5  One 


f7»  ) 

5  One  fecret  way  is  left  you  ftill 

To  do  them  good,  againft  their  will 
Here  they  can  no  obftruclion  give  ; 
You  tnay  do  this  without  their  leave. 

6  Fly  to  the  throne  of  grace  by  pray'r, 
And  pour  out  all  your  wifhes  there  ; 
Effectual  fervent  pray  'r  prevails, 
When  ev'ry  other  method  fails. 


LIII. 

Faith  is  the  Viftory. 

i  T  X  THOE'ER  believes  aright, 
V  V     In  Chrift's  atoning  blocd. 
Of  all  his  guilt's  acquitted  quite ; 
And  may  draw  near  to  God. 

2  But  fin  will  ftill  remain, 

Corruptions  rife  up  thick ; 
And  Satan  fays  the  med'cine's  vaia, 
Becaufe  we  yet  are  fick. 

3  But  all  this  will  not  do ; 

*  Our  hope's  on  Jefus  call : 
Let  all  be  Li'rs,  and  him  be  true; 
We  mail  be  well  at  laft. 


LIV. 

Faith  and  Repentance. 

l     Y  E  S  U S  is  our  God  and  Saviour, 
J    Guide,  and  Counfellor,  and  friend, 
Bearing  all  our  mifbehaviour, 
Kind,  and  loving  to  the  end, 

G  3  Tn$ 


f  7*  T 

Tmtt  him  ;  he  will  not  deceive  xtsT 
Tho'  we  hardly  of  him  deem  : 
He  will  ne\er,  never  leave  us; 
Nor  will  la  us  quite  leave  him. 

2  View  him  in  the  doleful  garden  ; 
View  him  on  the  bloody  tree, 
Dearly  purchafing  a  pardon, 
For  his  people,  full  and  free. 
View  him  now  in  heaven  fitting* 
Interceding  for  us  there, 

Not  a  moment  intermitting* 
Hia  companion  and  his  care. 

3  Nothing  huf  thy  blood,  O  Jefus,. 
Can  relieve  us  from  ourfmart  ; 
Nothing  el  fe  frtnn  guilt  releafe  us ; 
Nothing  elfe  can  melt  the  heart. 

1  aw  and  terrors  do  but  harden, 
Ail  the  while  they  work  alone  : 
But  a  fenie  of  blood-bought  j . 
Soon  diflblveb  a  heart  of  itonc. 

4  ""Tis  a  fafc,  tho'  deep  compunction', 
Thy  repenting  people  feel. 

Love  and  grief  compound  an  un&ioff, 
Both  to  cleanfero'jr  wounds  ar. 
Balm  is  ufekfs  to  th'  unfeeling  ; 
And  repentance  without  faith 
Is  a  fore,  that  never  Heal 
Frets  and  rankles  unto  death,. 


Jefbs.  alf  our  conflations 
Flow  i:om  Thee  the  Sov:reigngooe. 
Love,  and  fairl  .  e,  and  patience^ 

Ail  are  piTvl.as'd  b)   thy  blood. 


From 


f  13  ) 

From  thy  fulnefs  we  receive  them ; 
We  have  nothing  of  our  own : 
Freely  thou  delightft  to  give  them  5 
To  the  needy,  who  have  none* 

6  Teach  us,  by  thy  patient  Spirit, 
How  to  mourn,  and  not  defpair, 
Let  us,  leaning  on  thy  merit, 
Wreftle  hard  with  God  in  pray'r. 
Whatfoe'er  afflictions  feize  us, 
They  mall  profit,  if  not  pleafe  : 
But  defend,  defend  us,  Jefus, 
From  fecurity  and  eafe- 

7  Softly  to  thy  garden  lead  us-, 
To  behold  thy  bloody  fweat. 

Tho'  thou  from  the  curfe  haft  freed  us, 

Let  us  not  the  coft  forget. 

Be  thy  groans  and  cries  rehearfed, 

By  the  fpirit,  in  our  ears ; 

"Tili  we,  viewing  whom  we've  pierced, 

Melt  in  fympathetic  tears. 


Another. 


O  M  E,  ye  Chriftians,  fing  the  praifca 
Of  your  corMefcending  God; 


G 

Come,  and  hymn  the  holy  jefus, 
Who  hath  wafh'd  us  in  his  blood. 
We  are  poor,  and  weak,  and  filly, 
And  to  ev'ryevil  prone; 
Yet  our  Jefus  loves  us  freely, 
And  receives  us  for  his  own. 


Tho' 


(  74) 

2  Tho'  we're  mean  in  man's  opinion, 
He  hath  made  us  priefts  and  kings. 
Pow'r  and  glory,  and  dominion 
To  the  Lamb  thefinner  fings, 
Leprous  fouls,  unfound  and  filthy, 
Come  before  him  as  you  are : 
'Tis  the  fick  man,  not  the  healthy. 
Needs  the  good  Phyfician's  care. 


3  Hear  the  terms  that  never  vary : 
"  To  repent,  and  to  believe." 
Both  of  thefe  are  neceflary  : 
Both  from  Jefus  we  receive. 
Would-be-Chriilian,  duly  ponder 
Thefe  in  thine  impartial  mind  : 
And  let  no  man  put  afunder 
What  the  Lord  has  wifely  join'd. 

4  Oh!  beware  of  fondly  thinking 
G»d  accepts  thee  for  thy  tears. 
Are  the  fh  ip-w  reck 'dfav'd  by  finking? 
Can  the  ruin'd  rife  by  fears  ? 
Oh !  beware  of  truft  ill-grounded  : 
'Tis  but  fancied  faith  at  molt, 
To  be  cur'd,  and  not  be  wouuded  ; 
To  be  fav'd  before  you're  loft. 

^  No  big  words  of  ready  talkers, 
No  dry  dodrines  will  fuffice. 
Broken  hearts,  and  humble  walkers, 
Thefe  are  dear  in  Jefu's  eyes. 
Tinkling  founds  of  difputation, 
Naked  knowledge,  all  are  vain  : 
Ev'ry  foul,  that  gains  falvation,     ^ 
Muft  and  lhall  be  born  again. 


LVI. 


(is  ) 

LVI. 

Another. 
PART    I. 

LE  T  us  afk  th'  important  queftioa 
(Brethren,  be  not  too  fecure) 
What  it  is  to  be  a  Chriftian  ; 
How  we  may  our  hearts  afiiire. 
Vain  is  all  our  Left  devotion, 
If  on  falfe  foundations  built : 
True  religion's  more  than  notion  ; 
Something  muft  be  known  and  felt, 

2  'Tis  to  truft  our  Well-beloved 
In  his  blood  has  wafh'd  us  clean. 
'Tis  to  hope  our  guilt's  removed, 
Tho'  we  feci  it  rife  within. 

To  believe  that  all  is  finim'd, 
Tho'  fo  much  remains  t'  endure. 
Find  the  dangers  undiminim'd  ; 
Yet  to  hold  deli v 'ranee  fare. 

3  'Tis  to  credit  contradictions. 
Talk  with  him  one  never  fees. 
Cry  and  groan  beneath  afflictions ; 
Yet  to  dread  the  thoughts  of  eafe. 
'Tis  to  feel  the  fight  againft  us ; 
Yet  the  vicl'ry  hope  to  gain. 

To  believe  that  Chrift  has  cleans'd  us; 
Tho'  the  leprofy  remain. 

4  'Tis  to  hear  the  Holy  Spirit 
Prompting  us  to  fecret  pray'r. 
To  rejoice  in  Jefu's  merit ; 

"V  et  continual  forrow  bear. 


To 


To  receive  a  full  remiflion 
Cf  our  fins  for  evermore  ; 
Yet  to  figh  with  fore  contrition^ 
Bfgging  mercy  cv'ry  hour. 

5  To  be  fteadfaft  in  believing; 
Yet  to  tremble,  fear,  and  quake. 
Ev'ry  moment  be  receiving 
Strength  ;  and  yet  be  always  weak. 
To  be  fighting,  fleeing,  turning; 
Ever  finking,  yet  to  fwim, 
To  convene  with  Je^us,  mourning 
For  ourfelves,  or  elk  for  him. 


PART    II. 

i   /~1  REAT  High  Prieft,  we  view  thee  (looping, 
KJX  With  our  names  upon  thy  breaft, 
In  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground  with  horrors  prelt. 
Weeping  Angels  ftocd  confounded 
To  behold  their  Maker  thus. 
And  can  we  remain  unwounded, 
When  we  know  'twas  all  for  us  ? 

2  On  the  crofs  thy  body  broken 
Cancels  ev'ry  penal  tie. 
Tempted  fouls,  produce  this  tokea 
All  demands  to  fatisfy. 

All  is  finifh'd  ;  do  not  doubt  it, 
But  believe  your  dying  Lord : 
Never  reafon  more  about  it : 
Only  take  him  at  his  word. 

3  Lord,  we  fain  would  truft  thee  folely  : 
'Twa*  for  us  thy  blood  was  fpilt. 

Bruifed 


(  77) 

Bruifed  Bridegroom,  take  us  wholly; 
Take,  and  ma»ce  us  what  thou  wilt. 
Thou  has  borne  the  bitter  fentence 
Paft  on  man's  devoted  race  : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance 
Are  thy  gifts,  thou  God  of  grace. 


LVII. 

The  Wifli. 

i   T  F  duft  and  allies  might  prefume, 
X  Great  God,  to  talk  to  thee ; 
If  in  thy  prefence  can  be  room 

For  crawling  worms  like  me  : 
I  humbly  would  my  nxnjh  prefent ; 

For  nvi/tes  I  have  none; 
All  my  deiires  are  now  content 

To  be  compriz'd  in  One. 

2  I  would  not  fue  for  length  of  days  ; 

For  honor,  or  for  wealth  ; 
Nor,  that  which  far  furpafleth  theft, 

Uninterrupted  health. 
I  would  not  alk,  a  monarch's  heir. 

Or  counfellor  to  be  : 
A  better  wifdom  I  would  (hare, 

A  nobler  pedigree. 

3  Not  joy,  nor  ftrength  would  I  requeft; 

Tho'  neither  I  contemn  : 
But  would  petition  to  be  bleft 

With  what  tranfcendeth  them. 
'Tis  not  that  angels  might  convey 

My  foul  this  night  to  heav'n  ; 

Thy 


(  7«  .) 

Thy  time  with  patience  I- can  flay, 
Since  all  my  fin's  forgiv'n. 

4  Nor  would  I  crave  in  highert  flate 
At  thy  right  hand  to  fit : 
(The  fuit  of  Zeb'dce'%  fons)  for  that 

I  know  my felf  unfit. 
Nor  in  thy  church  on  earth  would  ftrive 

A  pompous  port  to  fill : 
For  fear  I  might  not  xvdl  perceive, 
Or  fail  to  do,  thy  will. 

5  The  fingle  boon  I  would  intreat 

Is,  to  be  led  by  thee, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  bloody  fweat 

In  fad  Gethfemaue, 
To  view  (as  I  could  bear  at  lead) 

Thy  tender  broken  heart, 
Like   a  rich  olive,  bruis'd  and  preft 

With  agonizing  fmart. 

4  To  fee  thee  bow'd  beneath  my  guilt, 

Intolerable  load  ! 
To  fee  thy  blood  for  finners  fpilt, 

My  groaning,  gafping  God  ! 
With  fympathizing  grief  to  mourn 

The  forrows  of  thy  foul : 
The  pangs  and  tortures  by  thee  borne 

In  fome  degree  condole. 

7  There  raufmg  on  thy  mighty  love. 

I  always  would  remain  : 
Or  but  to  Golgoiha  remove, 

And  thence  return  again. 
In  each  dear  place  the  fame  rich  fcenc 

Should  ever  be  renew 'd  : 


No 


(79) 

No  object  elfe  mould  intervene  ; 
But  all  be  love  and  blood. 

For  this  one  favour  oft  I've  fought 

And  if  this  one  be  giv'n, 
I  feek  on  earth  no  happier  lot  j 

And  hope  the  like  in  heav'n. 
Lord,  pardon  what  I  afk  amifs  ; 

For  k no wlege  I  have  none. 
I  do  but  humbly  fpeak  my  wifh  $ 

And  may  thy  will  be  done. 


LVIII. 

Pride. 

INnumerable  foes 
Attack  the  child  of  God. 
He  feels  within  the  weight  of  fin, 
A  grievous  galling  load. 

Temptations  too  without, 
Of  various  kinds,  affault. 
S>ly  fnares  befet  his  traveling  £tttt 
And  make  him  often  halt. 

From  finner,  and  from  faint, 
He  meets  with'  many  a  blow  : 
His  own  bad  heart  creates  him  fmart, 
Which  only  God  can  know. 

But  tho*  the  hoft  of  hell 
Be  neither  weak  nor  fmall ; 
One  mighty  foe  deals  dang'rous  woe, 
And  hurts  beyond  them  all, 

H  <  Tis 


(  So  ) 

5  'Tis  pride,  accurfed  pride, 
That  Spir't  by  God  abhorr'd  : 

Do  what  we  will,  it  haunts  us  ftill  ; 
And  keeps  us  from  the  Loid. 

6  It  blows  it's  pois'nous  breath, 
And  bloats  the  foul  with  air  ; 

The  heart  tip-lifts  with  God's  own  gifts, 
And  makes  ev'n  grace  a  fnare. 

7  Awake — nay  while  we  fleep ; 
In  all  we  think  or  fpeak, 

It  puffs  us  glad,  torments  us  -fad  ; 
Its  hold  we  cannot  break. 

8  In  other  ills  we  find 

The  hand  of  heav'n  not  flack  : 
Pride  only  knows  to  interpofe, 
And  keep  our  comforts  back. 

9  'Tis  hurtful,  when  perceiv'd  : 
When  not  peYceiv'd,  'tis  worfe. 

Unfeen  or  feen  it  dwells  within  ; 
And  works  by  fraud  or  force. 

ro     Again!!  it's  influence  pray, 
It  mingles  with  the  pray'r  ; 
Againft  it  preach,  it  prompts  the  fpeech; 
Be  filent,  (till  'tis  there. 

1 1  This  moment,  while  I  write, 
I  feel  it's  pow'r  within  ; 

My  heart  it  draws  to  feek  applaufe, 
And  mixes  all  with  fin. 

1 2  Thou  meek  and  lowly  Lamb, 
This  haughty  tyrant  kill ; 

That 


;  8i ) 

That  wounded  thee,  tho'  thou  waft  free, 
And  grieves  thy  Spirit  {till. 

15     Cur  condescending  God, 
(To  whom  elfe  (hall  we  go  ?) 
Remove  our  pride,  whate'er  betide  ; 
And  lay,  and  keep  us  low. 

14     Thy  garden  is  the  place, 

Where  pride  cannot  intrude  : 
For  fhould  it  dare  to  enter  there, 
'Twould  foon  be  drown'd  in  blood. 


LIX. 

The  High-Prieft. 

1  TI^HEN  Aaron  in  the  holi'ft  place 

V  V      Atonement  made  for  Ifrel\  race, 
The  names  of  all  their  tribes  expreft 
He  woreconipicuous  on  his  breaft. 

2  Twelve  letter 'd  ftones,  with  fculpture  bold, 
Deep  feated  in  the  wounded  goid, 
Glow'd  on  the  breaft-plate  richly  bright, 
And  beam'd  chara&eriftic  light. 

3  His  hands  a  golden  cenfer  held 

With  burning  coals  and  ihcenfe  fill'd  : 
Which  clouded  all  the  holy  room 
WTith  od'rous  {learns  of  rich  perfume. 

4.  And,  left  the  Prieit  the  place  defile, 
A  coftly  confecrating  oil, 
With  mingkd  gums  and  fpices  fweet, 
Had  for  his  office  made  him  meet. 

H  2  5  The 


(  82  ) 

5  The  liquid  compound  from  his  head 
It's  unftuous  odours  downward  fpread  : 
Delicious  drops,  like  balmy  dews, 
O'er  all  the  man  their  fweets  diiFufe. 

0  Array'd  in  hallow'd  verts  he  (rood 
Sprinkled  with  holy  oil  and  blood. 
The  tabernacle's  facred  frame, 
And  all  within  it  mar'd  the  fame. 

f  So  when  our  great  MelchiftAee 

The  true  atonement  came  to  make, 
A  holy  oil  anoints  Him  too, 
Richer  than  Aaron  ever  knew. 

%  His  body  bath'd  in  fweat  and  blood, 
Show  Yd  on  the  ground- a  purple  flood ; 
The  rich  effufion  copious  ran, 
To  glad  the  heart  of  God  and  man. 

9  Deep  in  his  breaft  engrav'd  he  bore 
Our  names  with  ev'ry  penal  fcore  ; 
When  preft  to  earth  he  proihate  lay, 
Shock'd  at  the  fum,  yet  prompt  to  pay* 

zo  The  fragrant  inceafe  of  his  pray'r, 
To  heav'n  went  up  thro'  yielding  air, 
Perfum'd  the  throne  of  God  on  high, 
And  cairn 'd  offended  Majefty. 


LX. 

Eleftion. 

MIGHTY  enemies  without, 
Much  mightier  within, 
Thoughts  we  cannot  quell,  nor  rout, 
Blaipliemoufly  obfeene ; 

Coldnefs, 


(  §3  ) 

Coldnefs,  unbelief,  and  pride, 
Hell,  and  all  it's  murd'rous  train, 

Threaten  death  on  ev'ry  fide, 
Arid  have  their  thoufands  ilain. 

2  Thus  purfu'd,  and  thus  diiheft, 

Ah  i  whither  (hall  we  fly  ? 
To  obtain  the  promis'd  reit, 

On  what  Aire  hand  rely  ? 
Shall  the  Chriician  truft  his  heart  ? 

That,  alas  !  of  foes  the  worfc, 
Always  takes  the  tempter's  part ; 

Nay,  often  tempts  him  firft. 

3  If  to-day  we  be  fincere, 

And  can  both  watch  and  pray  ; 
Watchfulnefs,  perhaps,  and  pray 'r 

To-morrow  may  decay. 
If  we  now  believe  aright ; 

Faithfulnefs  is  God's  alone  : 
We  are  feeble,  fickle,  light, 

To  changes  ever  prone. 

4  But  we  build  upon  a  bafe 

That  nothing  can  remove, 
When  we  truft  electing  grace 

And  everlafting  love. 
VicYry  over  all  our  foes 

Chrift  has  purchas'd  with  his  blood 
Ferfeverance  he  bellows 

On  ev'ry  child  of  God, 


H  ?  1X1. 


(  s4) 

LXI. 

Another. 

i  ~Y  T  THEN  we  pray,  or  when  we  fing> 
V  V       Or  read,  or  fpeak,  or  hear, 
Ordoaryholy  thing, 

Be  this  our  conflant  care  ; 
With  a  fixt  habitual  faith 

Jefas  Chrift  to  keep  in  view,. 
Trufting  wholly  in  his  death 
In  ali  we  afk,  or  do. 

1  Holinefs,  in  all  its  part3, 

Affections  piae'd  above, 
Self-abhorrence,  contrite  hearts^ 

Humility  and  love, 
Ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 

All  that. bears  the  name  of  good, 
Ferfeverance  in  our  race, 

We  draw  from  JeiVs  blood. 

3  Lamb  of  God,  in  thee  we  truft, 

On  thy  fixt  love  depend  y 
Thou  art  faithful,  true,  andjuft  ; 

And  loveft  to  the  end  : 
Keav'n  and  earth  mall  pafs  away  y 

But  thy  word  mail  firm  abide  : 
That's  thy  children's  ftedfaft  flay,. 

W  hen  all  things  fail  befide. 

LXII. 
C hriil  in  the  Garden. 

5    /"^  OME  hither  ye,  that  fain  would  know 
V_^  Th'  exceeding  finfulnefs  of  fin  : 
Come  fee  a  fcene  of  matchlefs  woe ; 
J\ni  teil  aae,  what  it  all  can  mean, 

2  Behold 


(■8*  ) 

2  Behold  the  darling  Son  of  God 
Bow'd  down  with  horror  to  the  ground, 
Wrung  at  the  heart,  and  fweating  bloody 
His  eyes  in  tears  of  forrow  drown 'd. 

3  See  how  the  Victim  panting  lies, 
His  foul  with  bitter  anguiih  preft. 

He  fighs,  he  faints,  he  groans,  he  cries, 
Difmay'd,  dejected,  (hock'd,  diitreft  ! 

4  What  pangs  are  thefe  that  tear  his  heart  ? 
What  burden's  this  that's  on  him  laid  ? 
What  means  this  agony  of  fmart  ? 
What  makes  our  Maker  hang  his  head  ? 

5  "Tis  juftice  with  it's  iron  rod 
Inflicting  ftrokes  of  wrath  divine: 
'Tis  the  vindictive  hand  of  God' 
Incens'd  at  all  your  fins,  and  mine* 

6  Deep  in  his  breait  cur  names  were  cut, 
He  undertook  our  defp 'rate  debt. 
Such  loads  of  guilt  were  on  him  put, 
He  could  but  juit  fuftain  the  weight. 


7 


Then  let  us  not  ourfelves  deceive  ; 
For  while  of  fin  we  lightly  deem, 
Whatever  notions  we  may  have, 
Indeed  we  are  not  much  like  him. 


LXIII. 
The  Cruicifixion. 

I^T  O  W  from  the  garden  to  the  crois 
Jl\    Let  us  attend  the  Lamb  of  God* 
Be  all  things  elfe  accounted  drofs, 
Conipard  with  fin-atoning  blood, 

2  Ses 


(  S6  J 

2  See,  how  the  patient  Jefus  Hands, 
Limited  in  his  loweit  eafe : 

Sinners  have  bound  th'  Almighty's  hands; 
And  f pit  in  their  Creator's  face. 

3  With  thorns  his  temples  gor'd  and  gafli'd 
Send  ftreams  of  blood  from  ev'ry  part ; 
His  back's  with  knotted  fcourges  lafh'd  j 
But  (harper  fcourges  tear  his  heart. 

4  Nail'd  naked  to  th'  accurfed  wood, 
Expos 'd  to  earth  and  heav'n  above, 
A  fpeclacle  of  wounds  and  blood ; 
A  prodigy  of  injur'd  love ! 

5  Hark,  how  his  doleful  cries  affright" 
Affected  Angels,  while  they  view. 
His  friends  fotfook  him  in  the  night ; 
And  now  his  God  forfakes  him  too. 

6  O,  wliat  a  field  of  battle's  here! 
Vengeance  and  love  their  pow'rs  oppofe  : 
Never  was  fuch  a  mighty  pair ; 

Never  were  two  fuch  defp'rate  foes. 

7  Behold  that  pale,  that  languid  face, 
That  drooping  head,  thofe  cold  dead  eyes ! 
Behold,  in  forrowand  difgrace 

Cur  conqu'ring  Hero  hangs,  and  dies! 

$  Ye  that  a  flume  his  facred  name, 
Now  tell  me,  what  can  all  this  mean  ? 
What  was  it  bruis'd  God's  harmlefs  Lamb  ? 
What  was  itpiere'd  his  foul,  but  fin  ? 

5  Blum  Qhriftian,  blufh  ;  let  fhame  abound  : 
If  fin  aife&s  thee  not  with  woe. 

Whatever 

I 


f  87 ) 

Whatever  Spir't  be  in  thee  found, 

The  Spir't  of  Cnrift  thou  doit  not  know. 


LXIV. 

In  the  Lord  have  I  righteoufnefs  and  jircngth, 
Ifa.  xlv.   24. 

1  Tp  A I  T  H  in  Jefus  can  repeal 
JL  The  darts  of  fin  and  death. 
Faith  .gives  vicYry  over  hell : 

But  who  can  give  us  faith  ? 
Hope  in  Chrift  the  foul  revives ; 

Supports  the  Spirits,  when  they  droop, 
Hope  celeftial  comfort  gives  : 

But  who  can  give  us  hope  P 

2  Love  to  Jefus  Chrift  and  His 

Fixes  the  heart  above. 
Love  gives  everlainng  blifs : 

But  who  can  give  us  love  P 
To  believe 's  the  gift  of  God. 

Well  grounded  hope  he  feuds  from  heav'ft. 
Love's  the  purchafe  of  his  blood, 

To  all  his  children  giv'n. 

3  Jefus,  from  thy  bound  lefs  ft  ore, 

Thy  treafuries  of  grace, 
On  thy  feeble  foil  Vers  pour 

Thy  righteoufnefs  and  peace. 
Of  thy  righteou fnefo  alone 

Continual  mention  we  will  make. 
We  have  nothing  of  our  own  ; 

But  foul  and  all's  at  flake. 

LXV, 


(  ss  ) 

LXV. 

Man's  Righteoufnefs. 

1  TV  /f  A  N,  bewail  th  v  fit  nation : 
.     lvl         Hell-born  fin, 

Once  crept  in, 
Irl:;rrs  God's  fair  creation. 

2  Vaunt  thy  native  ftrength  no  longer  : 

Vain's  the  boait ; 
All  is  loft; 
Sin  and  death  are  itronger. 

3  Enemies  to  God  and  goodnefs 

Great  and  fmaii, 
Since  the  fall, 
Sink  in  lull  and  lewdnefs. 

4  If  to  this  thou  art  a  ftranger; 

While  thou  li'ft 
CutofChrift, 

Greater  is  thy  danger. 

5  Trait  not  to  thy  fraooth  behaviour : 

All's  deceit; 

And  the  cheat 

Keeps  thee  from  the  Saviour. 

6  Oft  we're  belt  when  dangers  fright  us ; 

Jefus  came 

To  reclaim 

Sinners,  not  the  righteous. 

7  Sick  men  feel  their  bad  condition; 

But  the  foul, 
That  is  whole. 

Slights  the  good  Phyficlan, 


LXVI. 


LXVI. 


The  Linfey-woolfey  Garment, 

i    TP\  ARK  is  he  whofe  eye  H  not  fingle : 
jL/  Foolifh  man, 

Never  can 
Hell  with  heaven  mingle. 

2  Ev'ry  thing  we  do  we  fin  in : 

Chofen  yews 
Mull  not  ufe 
Woolen  mixt  with  linen. 

3  God  is  holy  in  his  nature; 

And  by  that 
Needs  muft  hate 
Sin  in  ev'ry  creature. 

4  Infinite  in  truth  and  juftice, 

He  furveys 
All  our  ways; 
Knows  in  whom  our  truft  is. 

5  Partial  fervice  is  his  loathing: 

He  requires 
Pure  deli  res 
All  the  heart,  or  nothing. 

6  If  we  think  of  reconciling 

Black  with  white, 
Dark  with  light, 
'Tis  but  felf-beguiling. 

7  Righteoufnefs  to  full  perfection 

Muft  be  brought, 
Lacking  nought. 
Fearlefs  of  rejection, 

LXVIL 


LXVII. 

Chrift's  Righteoufnefs, 

i   "p  Ighteoufnefs  to  the  believer. 
XV  Freel)-  giv'n, 

Comes  from  heav'n. 
God  himfelf  the  giver. 

2,  Chrift  has  wrought  this  mighty  wonder : 
God  and  man 
By  him  can 
Meet,  and  never  funder. 

«  All  the  law  in  human  naturt 
Ke  fulfill^, 
Reconciled 
Creature  and  Creator. 

4  Ev'ry  one,  without  exemption. 

That  believes, 

Now  receives 

Abfolute  redemption. 

5  Robes  of  righteoufnefs  imputed. 

White  and  whole, 
Cloath  the  foul> 
Each  exactly  fuited, 

6  'Tis  a  way  of  God's  own  finding; 

"I  is  his  act ; 
And  die  Pan  * 
Cannct  but  be  binding. 

7  Here  is  no  prevarication ; 

Juftice  ftands, 
And  demands, 
Full  and  free  falvation. 

*  Covenant. 

LXVHJ. 


( V  1 

LXVIII. 

The  Saints  Inheritance. 

i   T>ERFECT  holinefs  of  Spirit 


■ 


Saints  above 
Full  of  Love 
With  the  Lamb  inherit. 

2  This  inheritance,  believer,  :'* 

Faith  alone 

Makes  thy  own,  Hk 

Safe  and  fure  for  ever. 

3  True,  'twss  thine  from  everlafting;  "  r 

But  the  blifs 
Of  it  is 
Known  to  thee  by  tailing. 

4.  Tho'  thou  here  receive  but  little, 
Scarce  enough 
For  the  proof 
Of  thy  proper  title. 

5  Urge  thy  claim  thro'  all  un£tnefs ; 

Sue  it  out, 
Spurning  doubt; 
Th'  Holy  Ghoit's  thy  witnefs. 

6  Cite  the  will  of  his  own  feaiing;   - 

Title  good, 
Sigri'd  with  blood, 
Valid,  and  unfailing. 

7  When  thy  title  thou  diicerneM; ; 

Humbly  then 
Sue  again 
For  continual  earned:. 

I  LXIX. 


t9*  ) 
LXIX. 


Qui  It  is  good  for  me  to  draw  near  to  G»d, 
Pfalm  lxxiii.  28. 

Jvnen  a  child  fecure  of  harms 
[angs  at  the  Mother's  breaft, 
led  in  her  anxious  arms 
ving  food  and  reft  : 
j  while  thro'  many  a  painful  path 

he  trav'ling   parent  fpeeds, 
e  fearlcfs  babe,  with  pafiive  faith, 
Jes  ftill,  and  yet  proceeds. 

Should  fome  ihort  ftart  his  quiet  break, 

He  fondly  ftrives  to  fling 
His  little  arms  about  her  neck, 

And  feems  to  clofer  cling. 
Poor  Child,  maternal  love  alone 

Preferves  thee  firu  and  lr.ft  ; 
Thy  Parent's  arms,  and  not  thy  own, 

Are  thofe  that  hold  thee  fall. 

So  fouls  that  would  to  Jefus  cleave, 

And  hear  his  fecret  call, 
Muft  ev'ry  fair  pretenfion  leave, 

And  let  the  Lord  be  all. 
P  Keep  clofe  to  me,  thou  helpkfs  fheep," 

The  Shepherd  fcftly  cries, 
Lord,  tell  me  what  'tis  clofe  to  keep  ? 

The  lift'ning  fheep  replies. 

"  Thy  whole  dependence  en  me  fix  ; 

"  Nor  entertain  a  thought, 
'*  Thy  worthlefs  fchemes  with  mine  to  mix, 

**  But  venture  to  be  nought, 

"  Fond 


(  93  ) 

"  Fond  felf-dire&ion  is  a  fhelf ; 

"  Thy  ftrength,  thy  wifdom  flee  : 
*  When  thou  art  nothing  in  thy  felf, 

M  Thou  then  art  dole  to  me." 


LXX. 

Temptation. 

I   "VT  E  tempted  fouls,  reflect 

X       Whofe  name  'tis  you  profefs  : 
Your  Matter's  lot  you  mull  expeft, 
Temptations  more  or  lefs. 

-2  Dream  not  of  faith  fo  clear, 
As  (huts  all  doubtings  out : 
Remember  how  the  dev'l  could  dare 
To  tempt  ev'n  Chrift  to  doubt. 

3  "  If  thou *rt  the  Son  of  God, 

(O,  what  an  IF  was  there-!) 
*'  Thefe  ftones  here,  fpeak  them  into  food, 
"  And  make  that  fenfnip  clear." 

4  View  that  amazing  fcene ! 

Say,  could  the  tempter  try 
To  make  a  tree  fo  found,  fo  green  ? 
Good  God,  defend  the  dry. 

$  Think  not  he  now  will  fail 

To  make  us  fhrink  and  droop. 
Our  faith  he  daily  will  aflail  j 
And  dafh  our  very  hope, 

6  That  impious  IF  he  thus 
At  God  incarnate  threw, 

I  2  No 


No  wonder  if  he  caft  at  us, 
And  make  us  feel  it  too. 

7  To  caufe  defpair's  the  febpe 

Of  i  a  tan  and  his  pow'rs. 
Againft  hope  to  believe  in  hope, 
My  brethren,  muft  be  ours. 

8  Buts,  ifs,  and  honvs  are  horl'd 

To  fink  us  with  the  gloom 
Of  all  that's  difmal  in  this  world, 
Or  in  the  world  to  come. 

9  Eut  here's  our  point  of  reft  : 

Tho'  hard  the  battle  feem, 
Our  Captain  flood  the  fiery  teft, 
And  we  fnallftand  thro'  him. . 


LXXI. 


The  Prodigal, 


*-  TVT  O  W  for  a  wond'rous  fong. 
JL\I      (KQQP  diftance,  ye  profane  ; 
Be  filent,each  unhallowd  tongue  -, 
Nor  turn  the  truth  to  bane.) 

2  The  Prodigal's  return 'd, 

Th'  3i  oliare  hold  and  bale  ; 
Tha  's  counfeis  fpurn'd, 

And  long  abus'd  Lis  Grace. 

5  What  treatment  fince  he  came  ? 
Lcvc  tenderly  cxpreft. 
What  robe  isbrci  me? 

Thebeftj  beft, 

4  Rich 


(95) 

4  Riclj  food  the  fervants  bring;. 

Sweet  mule  charms  his  ears. 
See  what  a  beauteous  coftly  ring 
The  beggar's  ringer  wears ! 

5  Ye  elder  fons,  be  ftill ; 

Give  no  bad  pafTiOn  vent : 
My  brethren,  'tis  our  Father's  will, 
And  you  muft  be  content. 

6  All  that  he  has  is  yours : 

Rejoice  then,  not  repine. 
That  love  that  vMyour  ftates  fecures, 
That  love  has  alter'd  mine* 

7  Good  God,  are  thefe  thy  ways ! 

If  rebels  thus  arc  freed. 
And  favour'd  with  peculiar  grace, 
Grace  mull  be  free  indeed. 


LXXII. 
All  my  Sprifigs  are  in  thee,     Pfalm  kxxvii.  7* 

BLESS  the  Lord,  my  foul  \  and  raifc 
A  glad  and  grateful  fong 
To  my  dear  Redeemer's  praife  ; 

For  I  to  him  belong. 
He  my  goodnefs,  ftrength,  and  God, 

In  whom  I  live,  and  move,  and  am, 
Paid  my  ranfom  with  his  blood  : 
My  portion  is  the  Lamb. 

Tho'  temptations  feldom  ceafe  i 

Tho'  frequent  griefs  I  feci  j 
Yet  his  Spirit  whifpers  peace  j 

And  he  is  with  me  ftill : 

I  3  Weak 


(  96  ) 

Weak  of  body,  fick  in  foul, 

Depreil  at* heart,  and  faint  with  fears, 
His  dear  pretence  makes  me  whole, 

And  with  fweet  comfort  chears. 

.3  O  my  Jefus,  thou  art  mine^ 

With  all  thy  grace  and  pow'r; 
I  am  now,  and  ihall  be  thine, 

When  time  (hall  be  no  more. 
Ihou  reviv'ft  me  by  thy  death  ; 

Thy  blood  from  guilt  has  fet  me  frc<:  ; 
My  frefh  fprings  of  hope,  and  faith, 

And  love,  are  all  in  tl.ee. 


LXXIII. 

■If  there  arife  among  jab   a  prophet,  or  a  dreamer  cf 
{[reams,  ts\:     Deet.  xiii.  1,  &c. 

1  IV  TO  prophet,  nor  dreamer  of  dreams, 
XNi    No  matter  of  plaufible  fpeeeh, 

To  live  like  an  angel  who  feems, 

Or  like  an  apoftle  to  preach  ; 
No  tempter,  without  or  within, 

No  Spirit,  tho'  ever  fo  bright, 
That  comes  crying  out  againft  fin, 

And  looks  like  an  angtl  oil 

2  Tho'  reafon,  tho'  fltnefshe  urge,  _ 

Or  plead  with  the  words  of  a  friend, 
Or  wonders  of  argumenlipFge, 
Or  deep  revelations  pretend, 

eld  meet  with  a  moment's  regard, 
But  rather  be  boldly  witlnood, 

If 


(97  ) 

If  any  thing,  eafy  or  hard, 

He  teach,  lave  the  Lamb  and  his  blood. 

3  Remember,  O  Chriilian,  with  heed, 

When  funk  under  fentence  of  death, 
How  firfl  thou  from  bondage  wail  freed  : 

Say  :  was  it  by  works,  or  by  faith  ? 
On  Chrift  thy  atteftio'ns  then  fixt. 

What  conjugal  truth  didft  thou  xoxv  I 
With  him  was.  thete  any  thing  mixt  ? 

Then  whr.t  would'il  thou  mix  with  him  now  ? 

4  If  clofe  to  thy  Lord  thou  would'il  cleave ; 

Depend  on  his  prdmife  alone. 
His  righteoumefs  would'il  thou  receive  ? 

Then  learn  to  renounce  all  thy  own. 
The  faith  of  a  CnrifHah  indeecl 

Is  more  than  mere  nqtion  or  whim  : 
United  to  Jefus,  his  head, 

He  draws  life  and  virtue  from  him. 

5  Deceiv'd  by  the  father  of  lies 

Blind  guides  cry,  Loherel  and  Lo  there  /    • 
By  thefe  our  Redeemer  us  tries ; 

And  warns  us  of  fuch  to  beware. 
Poor  comfort  to  mourner's  they  give, 

Who  fet  us  to  labor  in  vain  : 
And  itrive,  with  a  Do  this  and  li<vc, 

To  drive  us  to  Egypt  again. 

6  But  what  fays  our  Shepherd  divine  ? 

(For  his  blefled  word  we  fhould  keep) 
"  (a)  This  flock  has  my  Father  made  mine. 
"  fbj  I  lay  down  my  life  for  my  fheep. 

(a)  Johnx.  29.  (b)  Verf.  15. 

V  (c)  'TIs 


(98  ) 

ft  (c)  'Tis  life  everlafting  I  give  : 

"  (d)  My  blood-Was  the  price  that  it  coft. 

"  fej  Not  one  that  on  Me  fhall  believe, 
"  Shall  ever  be  finally  loft." 

7  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful  unchangeable  friend  ; 
Whofe  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r; 

And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 
*Tis  Jefus,  the  firit  and  the  laft  ; 

Whofe  Spirit  fhall  guide  us  fafe  home. 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft,     _ 

And  truft  him  for  ail  that's  to  come. 

(c)  John  x.  2 8.   (d)  Verf.  1. 1 .   (e)  Ch.  iii.  15,16. 


LXXIV. 

Belle-ve  in  the  Lord  your  God ;  foJJ.mttym  he  eflahlijhtd, 
2  Chron.  xx.  2c. 

1  T  ORD,  we  lie  before  thy  feet: 
JLj  Look  en  all  our  deep  diftrefs. 
Thy  rich  mercy  may  we  meet. 

Cloath  us  with  thy  righteoufnefs. 
Stretch  forth  thy  A-.mighty  Hand  } 
Hold  us  up  ;  and  we  fhall  ftand. 

3  Shame,  and  fear,  and  pain  we  feel 

Viewing  our  unliable  hearts ; 
How  we  wander,  waver,  reel, 

Only  wife  by  fits  and  ftarts. 
Thou  art  truth  :  But  what  are  we  ? 
Fickle  fools,  and  falfe  to  Thee. 

3  Ch,  that  clofer  we  could  cleave 
To  thy  bleeding,  dying  breaft  I 


(  99  J 

Give  us  firmly  to  believe, 
And  to  enter  into  reft. 
Lord,  increafe,  increafe,  our  faith: 
Make  us  faithful  unto  death.     , 

4  Make  thy  mighty  wonders  known. 

Let  us  fee  thy  fuff  'rings  plain. 
Let-  us  hear  thee  figh  and  groan, 

Till  we  figh  and  groan  again. 
Rend,  O  rend  the  veil  between  ; 
Open  wide  the  bloody  fcene. 

5  Let  us,  with  a  ftedfaft  faith, 

View  our  dear  incarnate  God 
Shudd'ring  in  the  arms  of  death, 

Bow'd  beneath  our  nature's  load. 
Make  our  union  with  thee  clear. 
Perfect  love  :  and  call  out  fear. 

6  Let  us  truft  thee  evermore  ; 

Ev'ry  moment  on  thee  call, 
For  new  life,  new  will,  new  power  ; 

Let  us  truft  thee,  Lord,  for  all. 
I. lay  we  nothing  know  befide 
Jefus,  and  him  crucified. 


LXXV. 

Jefus  oft  times   rcforted  thiiher^  <with  his  dfciflcs, 
John  xviii.  2. 


i     YE 

J      - 


S  U  S,  while  he  dwelt  below, 
\s  divine  hjiiorians  fay, 
To  a  place  would  often  go  ; 
Near  to  Kedrons  brook  it  lay  : 

In 


(  ioo  ) 

In  this  place  he  lov'd  to  be  ; 
And  'twas  nam'd  Geihjemane, 

2  'Twas  a  garden,  as  we  read, 

At  the  foot  of  Olivet, 
Low,  and  proper  to  be  made 

The  Redeemer's  lone  retreat. 
When  from  noife  he  would  be  free, 
Then  he  fought  Gethfemant. 

3  Thither,  by  their  Matter  brought, 

His  difciples  likewile  came. 
There  the  heav'nly  truths,  he  taught, 

Often  fet  their  hearts  on  flame. 
Therefore,  they,  as  well  as  he, 
Vifited  Gcthfcmane, 

\  Here  they  oft  converfing  fat ; 

Or  might  join  with  Chrift  in  pray'r. 
Oh,  what  bleft  devotion's  that, 

When  the  Lord  himfelf  is  there ! 
All  things  to  them  feern'd  t'  agree 
To  endear  Geihjemane, 

c  Here  no  fcrangers  durft  intrude  ; 

Eut  the  Prince  of  Peace  could  fit, 
CI  ear'd  with  facred  folitude, 

Wrapt  in  contemplation  fwect  : 
Yet  how  little  could  they  fee, 
Why  he  chofe  Gcthjemane, 

6  Full  of  love  to  man's  loft  race 

On  this  conflict  much  he  thcught. 
This  he  knew  the  ceiiin'd  place  : 
he  lov'd  the  facred  fpot. 
rc.fore  'twas  he  lik'd  to  be, 
Often  in  Gethfemane. 

'  They 


I   ioi   ) 

7  They  his  foll'wers  with  the  reft, 

Had  incurr'd  the  wrath  divine  : 
And  their  Lord,  with  pity  preft, 

Long'd  to  bear  their  loads — and  mine. 
Love  to  them,  and  love  to  me 
Made  him  love  Gethfemane', 

8  Many  woes  had  he  endur'd, 

Many  fore  temptations  met, 
Patient,  and  to  pains  inur'd  : 

Bat  trie  foreft  trial  yet 
Was  to  be  fuftain'd  in  thee, 
Gloomy  fad  Gethfemane  I 

q  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night. 

Vengeance  witn  it  s  iron  rod 

Stood,  and  with  collected  might 

Bruis'd  the  harmlefs  Lamb  of  God. 
See,  my  foul,  thy  Saviour  fee, 
Grov'ling  in  Gethfemane  / 

10  View  him  in  that  Olive-Prefs, 

Squeez'd  and  wrung,  till  whelm'd  in  blood  I 
View  thy  Maker's  deep  diftrefa ! 

Hear  the  fighs  and  groans  of  God  ! 
Then  reflecl:,  what  iin  rnuft  be, 
Gazing  on  Gethfemane. 

1 1  Poor  difciples,  tell  me  now, 

Where's  the  love  ye  lately  had  ? 
Where's  that  faith  ye  all  could  vow  ?— 

But  this  hour  is  too  too  fad. 
'Tis  not  now  for  fuch  as  ye 
To  fupport  Gethfemane. 

12  Oh,  what  wonders  love  has  done  ! 

But  how  little  underftood  ! 

God 


(    >°*    ) 

God  well  knows,  and  God  alone, 

What  produced  that  fweat  of  blood. 
Who  can  thy. deep  wonders  fee, 
Wonderful  Gethfemane  f    . 

15  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt : 
This  thro'  grace  can  be  believ'd. 

Eut  the  horrors  which  he  felt, 
Are  too  vaft  to  be  conceiv'd. 

None  can  penetrate  thro'  thee, 

Doleful,  dark  Gethfemane, 

14  Gloomy  garden,  on  thy  beds, 

Wafli'd  by  Kedron's  waters  fo uT, 
Grow  molt  rank  and  bitter  weeds  : 

Think  on  thefe,  my  finful  foul, 
[d'ft  thou  fin's  dominion  fiee  f* 
Call  to  mind  Gethfemane, 

15  Sinners,  vile  like  me,  and  loft, 

(If  there's  one  {o  vile  as  I) 
Leave  more  righteous  fouls  to  boaft  : 

Leave  them  ;  and  to  refuge  fly, 
We  may  well  blefs  that  decree, 
Which  ordain'd  Gethfemane, 

16  We  can  hope  no  healing  hand, 

Leprous  quite  throughout  with  fin. 
Lcath'd  incurables  we  Hand, 

Crying  out,  unclean,  unclean. 
Help  there's  none  for  fuch  as  we, 

.  in  dear  Gethfemane, 

1 1  Eden,  from  each  fiow'ry  bed, 

Did  for  man  fhort  fweetnef>  breathe. 
Soon,  by  Satan's  counfel  led, 

Kan  wrought  fin,  and  fin  wrought  dtzth. 

Bat 


(  »M  ) 

But  of  life  the  healing  tree 
Grows  in  rich  Gsthjcmaiie. 

1 8  Hither,  Lord,  thou  didfl:  refort 

Oft-times  with  thy  little  train. 
Here  would'lt.  keep  thy  private  court  '. 

Oh  !  confer  that  grace  again. 
Lord,  refort  with  worthlef's  me 
Oft-times  to  Geihfemane, 

19  True ;  I  can't  deferve  to  mare 

j.n  a  favour  fo  divine. 
But,  firice  fin  firft  fix'd  thee  there, 

None  have  greater  fins  than  mine  I 
And  to  this  my  woeful  plea 
Witnels  thou,  'Gctkfema?:ct 

20  Sin;;  againft  a  holy  God; 

Sins  againfthis  righteous  laws  ; 
Sins  againjft  his  love,  his  blood  ; 

Sins  againjt  his  name  and  caufe  ; 
Sins  imraenfe  as  is  the  fea — 
Hide  me,  O  G'ethfeqiane. 

21  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone  j 

None  a  Saviour  more  can  need. 
Deeds  01  rlghtecufheis  I've  none  : 

No,  not  one  good  work  to  plead. 
Net  a  glimpfe  of  hope  for  me  ; 
Only  in  Gct'ijlmane, 

22  Saviour,  all  the  Itone  remove 

From  my  flinty  frozen  heart. 
Thaw  it  with  the  beams  of  love  : 
■ce  it  with  a  blood-dipt  dart. 
nd  the  heart,  that  wounded  thee ; 
Mfclt  it  in  Qetbfemane* 

K  23  Fathtfj 


(io4  ) 

23  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofr, 
One  Almighty  God  of  love, 

Hymn'd  by  all  the  heav'nly  hod, 
In  thy  mining  courts  above, 

We  poor  finnersi  gracious  Three, 

Blefs  thee  for  Gethj^naue, 


LXXVL 

The  ineitimable  Berefits  of  Child's  Death,  inferred 
from  the  Excellency  of  his  Perfon. 

PART    I. 

i  '  \  ,  H  E  things  on  earth  which  men  efteem* 
Jl      And  of  their  richnefs  bcaft, 
In  value,  lefs  or  greater  feem, 
Proportion  Jd  to  their  coft. 

2  The  diamond  that's  for  thoufands  fold, 

Cur  admiration  draw9. 
For  dult,  men  ftldom  part  with  gold  } 
Or  barter  pearls  for  draws* 

3  Then  what  ireftimable  worth 

Mult  in  thofe  crowns  appear, 
For  which  the  Lord  came  down  to  earth> 
And  bought  for  us  fo  dear  ? 

4  The  Father  dearly  loves  the  Son, 

And  rates  his  merits  high. 
For  no  mean  caufe  he  icnt  him  down 
To  fuiTer,  grieve,  and  die. 

£  The  bleflmgs,  from  his  death  that  ficvv, 
So  little  weefleem, 
Only  becaufe  we  ilightly  kncw3 
And  meanly  value  him, 

6  Twaa 


(  io5  ) 

6  'Twas  our  Creator  for  us  hied, 
The  Lord  of  life  and  pow'r  ; 
Whom  a.igels  worship,  devils  dread, 
God  blcit  for  evermore. 

*j  Oh  !  could  we  but  with  clearer  eyes 
'His  excellencies  trace  ; 
Could  we  his  perfoii  learn   to  prize. 
We  more  mould  prize  his  grace. 


PART    II. 

1  \    ND  did  the  darling  Son  of  God 
J_ ~\_  For  linners  deign  to  bleed  ? 

1  he  purchafe  of  that  precious  blood 
Mufl  needs  be  rich  indeed. 

2  God's  wifdom  would  not  pay  for  toys 

So  great  a  price  as  this. 
'Tis  God-like  glory,  boundlefs  joys, 
'Tis  unexampled  blifs.  ' 

3  Saints,  raife  your  expectations  high  ; 

Hope  all  that  heav'n  has  good. 
Think  what  the  blood  of  Chrift  can  buy; 
Invaluable  blood ! 

4.  Eye  hath  not  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
Nor  can  the  heart  conceive, 
What  bleflings  are  for  them  prepar'd, 
Who  in  the  Lord  believe. 

5  By  others,  for  their  virtue  fair, 
Let  rich  rewards  be  fought  : 
Give  mc,  my  God,  to  freely  mare. 
What  thou  hail  dearly  bought. 

K  2  LXXVH, 


(  io5  ) 


LXXVIL 


■  God  is  made  unto  us  Wifdom^  nnd \RighteoufneftM 
and  San fl ijication ,  and  Redemption,   i  Cor.  i.  30. 

j    13  Elievers  own  they  are  but  blind  : 
.JL3    They  know  themfolves  unwife  : 
Eut  Wifdom  in  the  Lord  they  findj 
Who  opens  all  their  eyes. 

2  Unrighteous  are  they  all,  when  tiled: 
But  Cod  himfelf  d 
In  Jefus  they  are  juftified  ; 
His  rigtiteottfnefs  is   theirs. 

$  That  we're  unholy  needs  no  proof; 
We  {ortly  fed  the  fall  : 
B v t  C h ri ll  h as  ho  1 ; ne fa  en au gh 
To  fafffiify  us  all. 

4  Expos'd  by  fin  to  God's  juft  wrath, 

We  look  to  Chriit,  and  view 

Redemption  in  his  blood  by  faith  ; 

Ana  full  redemption  too. 

q  Some  tbi-S  forne  that  good  virtue  teach, 
To  rectify  the  foul  : 
fcut  we  6/3  after  Jefus  reach, 
And  richly  grajfp  the  whole. 

6  To  Jefus  join'd  we  all  that's  good 
From  him  our  head  derive  ; 
We  eac  his  flefh,  and  drink  his  bleed  ; 
And  />•  and  in  him  live, 

LXXV1IL 


LXXVIII. 
A.'.J  the  Lord  Jbut  him  in.     Gen.  vii.  16. 

1  TITHEN  Noah,  with  his  favour'd  few, 

V  V     Was  order'd  to  embark  ; 
Eight  human  fouls,  a  little  crew, 
Enter 'd  on.board  his  Ark. 

2  Tho'  ev'ry  part  he  might  fecure, 

With  bar,  or  bolt,  or  pin  ; 
To  make  the  prefervation  fure, 
Jehovah  fhut  him  in. 

3  The  waters  then  might  {well  their  tides, 

The  billows  rage  and  roar  ; 
They  could  not  ftave  th*  aiiaulted  fides, 
Nor  burit  the  batter'd  doer. 

4.  So  fouls,  that  into  Ghrift  believe,. 
Quicken'd  by  vital  faith, 
Eternal  life  at  once  receive3 
And  never  {hall  fee  death, 

5  In  his  own  heart  the  Christian  puts 

No  trim  ;  but  builds  his  hopes 
On  him  that  opes,  and  no  man  ihuts  ; 
And  ihuts,  and  no  man  opes. 

6  In  Chrift  his  ark  he  Mely  rides, 

Not  wreck 'd  by  death  nor  fin. 
How  is  it  he  fo  fail  abides  ? 
The  Lord  has  ihut  him  in. 


LXXIX, 


(   io8  } 

LXXIX. 

'  Difference  and  Degrees  of  Faith, 

C    TT  E  that  belicveth  Chrift,  the  Lord, 
Jl~L  Who  filed  for  man  his  blood, 
By  giving  credence  to  his  word 

Exalts  the  truth  of  God. 
So  far  he's  right  :  but  let  him  know, 
Farther  than  this  he  yet  muit  go. 

£  He  that  believes  on  Jefus  Chrift, 

Has  a  much  better  faith  ; 
His  prophet  now  becomes  his  prieft, 

And  laves  him  by  his  death. 
By  Chrift  he  finds  his  fins  forgiv  n  ♦ 
And  Chrift  has  made  him  heir  of  heav'i>» 

»  But  he  that,/*/*  Chrift  believes, 
What  aVich  faith  has  he  ! 
In  Chrift  be  moves*  and  act?,  and  Iive§> 

From  felf  and  bondage  free. 
He  hath  the  Father  and  the  Son  ; 
For  Chrift  and  He  are  now  but  one* 

4  Till  we  attain  to  this  r'ch  faith, 
Tho'  fare,  we  2 re  not  found. 
Tho:  we  are  fav'd  from  guilt  and  wralr^, 
Perfection  is  nor  found. 

Lord,  make  our  union  clofer  yet ; 
Ar;  -riage  be  complete.. 


T  vv  v 


(   *o9  ) 

LXXX. 

Thcu  haft  guided   them  in  thy  Jlrength  unto  thy  ka& 

habitation.      Exod.  XV.    13 

I    TV  /TIftaken  men  m?.y  bawl 

1VJ.   Againft  the  grace  of  God  ; 

And  threat  with  final  fall 

The  purchafe  of  his  blood  ; 
But  tho'  they  own  the  Saviour's  names 
From  him  fuch  gcfpel  never  came. 

2  Shall  babes  in  Chrift,  bereft 
Of  God's  rich  gift  of  faith, 
Be  to  their  own  will  left ; 
And  fin  the  fin  to  death  ? 

Shall  any  child  of  God  be  loft  ; 
Andjatan  cheat  the  Holy  Ghoit  ? 

3  Dark  unbelief  and  pride,* 
With  Pharifaic  zeal, 

We  lay  you  all  afide ; 

And  truft  a  furer  feal. 
We  reft  our  fouls  on  JeiVs  word, 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord. 

4  Led  forth  by  God's  free  grace, 
A.nd  guided  in  his  pow'r, 

We  reach  his  holy  place, 

And  live  for  evermore. 
'Twas  this  place  Mofes  had  in  view ; 
Of  this  he  fang;   and  we  ling  too* 


l::x;:l 


(   no  ) 
LXXXL 


Yheyeutrg  lions  do  Inch,  and  faff er  hunger :  -But  the} 
thatfetk  this  Lord  jhall  not  <wa?:t  any  good  thing, 
Pi'alm  xxxiv.  i  o. 

I   X/'E  lamb's  of  Chritt's  fold, 
X        Ye  weaklings  in  faith, 
Who  long  to  lay  hold 

On  life  by  his  death  ; 
Who  fain  would  believe  him, 

And  in  your  ^rSi  room 
Would  gladly  receive  him, 
Eut  fear  to  prcfume , 

a  Remember  one  thing  : 

(O  !  may  it  fink  deep) 
Our  Shepherd  and  King 

Cares  much  for  his  fuezp. 
To  truit  him  endeavour; 

The  work  is  his  own  : 
lie  makes  the  believer, 

And  gives  him  his  crown, 

3  Thofe  feeble  defires, 

Thofe  wiilies  fo  weak, 
'Tis  Jefus  inspires, 

And  bids  you  frill  feek. 
His  Spirit  will  dherifh 

The  life  he  iirfr  gave  : 
You  never  mall  perifh, 

If  Jefus  can  fare. 

4  Proud  Liens,  that  boaft 

When  luiiy  and  young, 

Soon 


( III ) 

Socn  find,  to  their  cofc, 
Self-confidence  wrong  : 

Tormented  with  hunger 

They  feel  their  llrength  vain; 

For  famine  is  ftronger, 

And  gnaws  them  with  pain. 

Bat  lambs  are  preferv'd, 

Tho'helplefsinkbd; 
When  Horn  are  ftary'd, 

They  nourifKment  find. 
Their  Shepherd  upholds  them, 

When  faint,  in  his  arms ; 
And  feeds  them,  and  folds  them  ; 

And  guards  them  from  harms. 

The'  fometimes,  we  fee, 

The  cafe  is  not  thus ; 
Bad  Shepherds  will  flee  : 

Yet  what's  that  to  us  ? 
The  Shepherd  that  ehofe  us 

Mutt  furely  be  good  ; 
Who  rather,  than  iofe  us, 

Would  fned  his  heart's  blood. 

Bleft  foul,  that  canft  fay, 

"  Chriit  only  I  leek';" 
WTait  for  him  alway  ; 

Be  conftant,  tho'  weak. 
The  Lord,  whom  thou  feekeil. 

Will  not  tarry  long. 
And  to  him  the  weakefl 

h  dear  as  the  ftrong. 


Lxxxn, 


(  -112    ) 

LXXXII, 


He  hath  covered*  me  with  the  Robe  of  Rightcwfnefs* 
Ifa.  Ixi.   10 


o 


There  is  but  man  alone, 
That  ftahds  in  need  to  be  array 'd 
In  cov 'rings  not  his  own. 

2  But  nature,  bears,  and  bulls,  and  fwine, 

"With  fouls  of  ev'iy  wing, 
Are  much  more  warm,  more  fafe,  more  fine, 
T  han  man  their  fallen  king. 

3  Naked  and  weak,  we  want  a  fkreen  : 

But  when  with  deaths  we're  deckt, 
Not  only  lies  cur  fhame  unfecn, 
But  we  command  refpeel. 

4  Can  finful  fouls  then  (land  unclad 

Before  God's  burning  thrcne, 
All  bare ;  or  (.what  is  quite  as  bad) 
In  cov 'rings  of  their  own  ? 

5  Rich  garments  muft  be  worn  to  grace 

The  marriage  of  the  Lamb  ; 
Not  nmcy  rags,  to  {link  the  place, 
Nor  nakednefs  to  maine. 

6  Robes  of  imputed  righteoufnefs 

Will  gain  us  Cod's  cfteem  ; 
No  naked  pride,  no  fig-leaf  drefs, 
How  fair  foe'er  it  feem. 

1  'Tis  call'd  a  Robe,  perhaps  to  mean. 
Man  has  by  nature  none : 


It 


f  »M  ) 

It  grows  not  native  like  cur  fitla> 
But  is  by  faith  put  s.v. 

%  A  firmer  cloath'd  in  this  rich  veft, 
And  garments  vvalh'd  m  blood, 
Ii  rend 'red  iit  with  Chriflf  to  feaft, 
And  be  the  gueit  of  God. 


LXXXIII.    . 

Free  Grace, 

1  \7"E  Children  of  God, 

JL       By  faith  in  his  Son, 
Redeem'd  by  his  blood, 

And  made  one. 

7  Ms  union  with  wonder 

And  rapture  be  feen ; 
Which  nothing  fnall  funder, 

Without  or  within. 

2  This  pardon,  this  peace 

Wi  ; :!\  none  can  deftroy, 
This  treafure  of  grace, 
enly  joy, 
The  worthlefs  may  crave  it, 

It  always  comes  free  : 
The  viieil  may  have  it, 

'Twas  given  to  Me. 

3  'Tis  not  for  good  deeds, 

Good  tempers  nor  frames ; 
From  grace  it  proceeds,  , 

And  all  is  the  Lamb's. 
No  goodnefs,  no  fitnefs 

Expects  he  from  us : 

This 


(  iH  1 

T. ;  s  I  can  well  witnefs : 
For  none. could  be  worfc. 

4  Sick  Hnner  expect 

No  balm,  but  Chrift's  blood 
Thy  own  works  reject, 

The  bad,  and  the  good. 
None  ever  rrdfcarry 

That  on  him  rely, 
Tho*  filth  j*. 

Manajjlhy  or  1. 

*  Mary  Magdalen*. 


LXXXIV. 

God's  various  Dealings  with  his  Children. 

j    TJ  OW  hard  and  rugged  h  the  way 
JTiL     To  fome  poor  pilgrim's  feet  V 
la  all  they  do,  or  think,  or  fay, 
They  opposition  meet. 

2  Others  again  more  fmoothly  go 
Secur^  from  hurts  and  harms  ; 
Their  Saviour  leads  them  gently  ti 
Or  bears  thcrn  in  his  arms. 

'-  and  repentance  all  muft  find  : 
tvet,  we  daily  fee, 
They  differ  in  their  time,  and  kin:1, 
Duration,  and  degree. 

4  Some  long  repent,  and  late  believe; 

A  clearer 


(  1*5  ) 

A  clearer  paflport  they  receive, 
And  walk  with  joy  to  Heav'n. 

5  Their  pardon  fome  receive  at  firft; 

And  then,  compell'd  to  fight, 
They  feel  their  latter  ftages  worft  j 
And  travel  much  by  night* 

6  But  be  our  conflicts  fhort  or  long; 

This  commonly  is  true, 
That  wherefoevery^/V^  is  ftrong, 
Repentance  is  fo  too, 


LXXXV. 

Dependance  on  Chrift  alone, 

I   TF  ever  it  could  come  to  pafs, 

X     That  fheep  of  Chrift  might  fall  away; 
My  fickle  feeble  foul,  alas ! 

Would  fall  a  thoufand  times  a  day. 
Were  not  thy  love  as  firm  as  free, 
Thou  foon  would'ft  take  it,  Lord,  from  me# 

z  I  on  thy  promifes  depend, 

(At  leaft,  I  to  depend  deiire) 
That  thou  wilt  love  me  to  the  Qnd ; 

Be  with  me  in  temptation's  fire  ; 
Wilt  for  me  work,  and  in  me  too  ; 
And  guide  me  right,  and  bring  me  through, 

3  No  other  flay  have  I  beiide ; 
If  thefe  can  alter,  I  muft  fall* 
I  look  to  Thee,  to  be  fupply'd 

With  life,  with  will,  with  pow'r,  with  all* 
L  Rich 


(  "6  ) 

Rich  fouls  may  glory  in  their  flore) 
But  Jefus  will  relieve  the  poor. 


LXXXVI. 

In  that  day  there  fhallbe  a  fountain  opened  to  the  h&ufe 
of  David,  and  to  the  inhabitants  of  Jtrufalem3  for 
fin  and  for  uncleannefs,     Zech.  xiiit   I  • 

1  nr  H  E  fountain  of  Chrift 

JL       ASiit  me  to  fing, 
The  blood  of  our  Prieft, 

Our  crucify 'd  King; 
Which  perfectly  cleanfes 

From  fin,  and  from  filth  ; 
And  richly  difpenfes 

Salvation  and  health. 

2  This  fountain  fo  dear 

He'll  freely  impart; 
Unlock  "d  by  the  fpear, 

It  gufh'd  from  his  heart. 
With  blood,  and  with  water, 

The  hrrt  to  atone, 
To  cleanfe  us  the  latter ; 

The  fountain's  but  one. 

3  Tb:s  fountain  is  fuch 

(As  thoufands  can  tell) 
The  moment  we  touch 

It's  ftreams,  we  are  well. 
All  waters  beiide  them 

Are  full  of  the  curfe  ; 
For  all  that  have  try'd  them 
Swell,  rot,  and  grow  worfe. 

4  Thia 


(  "7  ) 

This  fountain,  fick  foul, 

Recovers  thee  quite; 
.Bathe  here,  and  be  whole; 

Wafh  here  and  be  white : 
Whatever  difeafes 

Or  dangers  befal,   • 
The  fountain  of  Jefus 

Will  rid  thee  of  all. 


5  This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  only  makes  pure, 
And  give^  foon  as  felt, 

Infallible  cure  ; 
But  if  guilt  removed 

Return,  and  remain,         f 
It's  pow'r  may  be  proved 

Again,  and  again. 

6  This  fountain  unfeal'd 

Stands  open  for  all, 
That  long  to  be  heaPd, 

The  great  and  the  fmall ; 
Here's  ftrength  for  the  weakly, 

That  hither  are  led  ; 
Here's  health  for  the  fickly ; 

Here's  life  for  the  dead. 


7  This  fountain,  tho'  rich, 

From  charge  is  quite  clear; 
The  poorer  the  wretch 

The  welcomer  here. 
Come  needy,  come  guilty,    • 

Come  loathfome  and  bare  ; 
You  can't  come  too  filthy—* 

Come  juft  as  you  are. 


^  This 


f  "8  X 

This  fountain  in  vain 

Has  never  been  try'd; 
It  takes  out  all  ftain. 

Whenever  agply'd: 
The  water  flows  fweetly 

With  virtue  divine,     . 
To  cleanfe  fouls  completely } 

Tho'  leprous  as  mine. 


LXXXVII. 

Chrifl  the  Chrifl  ianVtsdfy  help. 

i    /~^  Racious  God,  thy  children  keep, 
VJ  Jefus,  guide  thy  filly  fheep. 
Fix,  oh  !  fix  our  fickle  fouls. 
Lord,  direct  us ;  we  are  fools. 

2  Bid  us  in  thy  care  confide. 
Keep  us  near  thy  wounded  fide. 
From  thee  let  us  never  ftir ; 

For  thou  know'ft  how  foon  we  err. 

3  Lay  us  low  before  thy  feet, 
Safe  from  pride  and  felf-conceit. 
Be  the  language  of  our  fouls  ; 

"  Lord,  protect  us ;  we  are  fools.'* 

4  We  are  fools ;  but  thou  art  wife. 
Son  of  David,  ope  our  eyes. 
Hold  thy  Lambs  feenre  from  harms 
In  thy  everlaiting  arms. 

5  Oh!  defend  thy  purchased  flock, 
See  th'  infulting  IJhmaeh  mock. 
Guard  us  from  a  world  of  fin  ; 
Foes  without,  and  worfe  within ; 

6  Dang'rosa 


(  "9  ) 

6  Dang'rous  doctrines  from  without, 
Lies  and  errors  round  about ; 
From  within  a  treach'rous  heart, 
Prone  to  take  the  tempter's  part. 

7  Look  upon  th'  unequal  war ; 
Saviour,  do  not  go  too  far'. 
Crafty  is  the  foe  and  ftrong  ; 
Saviour  do  not  tarry  long. 

8  By  thy  word  we  fain  would  fteer  5 
Fain  thy  Spirit's  dictates  hear. 
Save  us  from  the  rocks  and  fnelves : 
Save  us  chiefly  from  ourfelves. 

9  Never,  never,  may  we  dare 
What  we're  not  to  fay  we  are. 
Make  us  well  our  vilenefs  know  : 
Keep  us  very,  very  low. 

10  May  we  all  our  wills  refign, 
Quite  abforptand  loft  in  thine • 
Let  us  walk  by  thy  right  rules. 
Lord,  inftrucl  us  ;  we  are  fools. 


LXXXVIII. 

Saving  Faith. 

1   r  I  *  PI  E  {inner  that  truly  believes, 
A       And  trufts  in  his  crucified  God, 
His  juftification  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  thro'  his  blood  : 
Tho'  thoufands  and  thoufands  of  foes 

Againft  him  in  malice  unite, 
There  rage  he  thro'  Chriit  can  oppofe, 
Led  forth  by  the  fpirit  to  fight. 

L  3  2  Nofc 


(    *2°  ) 

2  Not  all  the  delufions  of  fin 

Shall  ever  feduce  him  to  death  i 
He  now  hss  the  witnefs  within, 

United  to  Jefus  by  faith. 
This  faith  fhall  eternally  fail 

When  Jefus  fhall  fall  from  his  throne  r 
For  hell  againft  both  rauft  prevail ; 

Since  Jefus  and  He  are  but  One,. 

3  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  inch  falvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name  ; 

The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is ; 
A  principle  a&ive  and  young, 

That  lives  under  preflure  and  load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weaknefs-  more  ftrong  j, 

And  draws  the  foul  upward  to  God. 

4  It  treads  on  the  w^orld,  and  on  hell. 

It  vanquiihes  death  and  defpair ; 
And  (what  Hill  is  itrangcr  to  tell) 

It  overcomes  heaven  by  pray'r; 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  duft 

With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  "j 
To  hope  his  forgivenefs  as  juft;. 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end* 

5  It  fays  to  the  mountains,  depart, 

That  ft  and  betwixt  God  and  thee  fouL 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  their  fore  confciences  wholes 
Bids  fins  of  a  crimfcn-like  dye 

Be  fpotlefs  as  fnow,  and  as  white ; 
And  makesfuch  a  finner  as  I 

As  pure  as  an  angel  of  light* 


LXXXIX, 


( w ) 


LXXXIX 


Ilkefe  are  thry  nxhich  came  cut  of  great  Tribulation* 
and  have  ivajhcd  their  Robes,  and  ?nade  ihem  white, 
the  Blood  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  vii.  14. 


in 


1  T>  Rethren,  Thcfe  who  come  to  blifs^ 
X3     Come  thro'  fore  temptations. 
Let  us  all,  rememb'ring  this, 

Pray  for  faith  and  patience. 

2  See  the  fufPring  church  of  Chriir, 
Gather'd  from  all  quarters  : 

Ail  contai no.  in  that  red  lift, 
Were  not  murder'd  martyrs. 

3  Saints  who  feel  the  load  of  fin, 
Yet  come  off  victorious, 
Suffer  martyrdom  within  ; 
Tho'  it  feem  lefs  glorious. 

4  Th'  Holy  Ghoft  will  make  the  foul 
Feel  it's  fad  condition  ; 

For  the  fick,  and  not  the  whole* 
Need  the  good  Phyfician. 

$  Of  that  mighty  multitude, 
Who  of  life  were  winners, 
This  we  fafely  rnav  conclude* 
All  were  wretched  finners» 

6  All  were  loathfome  in  God's  fight,. 
Till  the  blood  of  jefus 
Walh'd  their  robes,  and  made  them  white  l 
Now  they  ling  his  praifes* 


7  Ly  xy 


f    122    ) 

7  Ev'ry  kindred,  tongue,  and  tribe, 
From  their  tribulation 
Stand  ;  and  to  the  Lamb  afcribe 
All  their  free  falvation. 

S  Let  us  likewife  laud  the  Lamb  : 
And  in  all  arHiclion, 
Count  our  cafe  *vith  theirs  the  fame, 
Without  contradiction. 


XC. 

For  the  kingdom  of  Gcd  is  not  in  Word,  but  in  Pcnvcr, 
i  Cor.  iv.  20. 

2      A     Form  of  words,  tho'  e'er  fo  found, 
i\     Can  never  fave  a  foul. 
The  Holy  Ghoji  mull  give  the  wound  : 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 

2  Though  God's  eleSIian  is  a  truth, 

Small  comfort  there  I  fee, 
Till  I  am  to'd  by  God's  own  mouth, 
That  he  has  ckofen  me, 

3  Sinners,,  I  read,  arejuftiiied 

By  faith  in  Jefu's  blood  : 
But,  when  to  me  that  blood's  applied, 
'Tis  then  it  does  me  good. 

* 

4  To  perfeverance  I  agree  : 

The  thing  to  me  is  clear  ; 
Becaufe  the  Lord  has  promis'd  me* 
That  I  mail  perfevere. 

5  Imputed  righteoufnefs  I  own 

A  doclrine  molt  divine  j 

Foi 


f  "3  ) 

For  Jems  to  my  heart  makes  known 
That  all  his  merit's  «//,?. 

6  That  Chrirl  is  God,  I  can  avouch, 

And  for  his  people  cares  ; 
Since  I  have  pray'd  to  him  as  fuch, 
And  he  has  heard  my  pray'rs. 

7  That  finners  black  as  hell,  by  Chriffc 

Are  fav'd,  I  know  full  well  : 
For  I  his  mercy  have  not  mifs'd  ; 
And  I  am  black  as  hell. 

$  Thus  Chriftians  glorify  the  Lord, 

His  Spirit  joins  with  ours, 

In  bearing  witnefs  to  his  word, 

With  all  its  faving  pow'rs. 


XCI. 

BleJ/ed  are  they   that  mourn  :    Fer  they  Jlyall  hi 
comforted.      Matth.  v.  4. 

CHRIST  is  the  friend  of  fmners  ; 
Ee  that  forgotten  never. 

A  wounded  foul, 

And  not  a  whole, 
Eecomes  a  true  believer. 
To  fee  fin,  fmarts  but  fiightly  \ 
To  own  with  lip-confeffion, 

Is  eafi'r  Hill ; 

But  oh  !  to  fed, 
Cuts  deep  beyond  exprefnon. 


2  Trull:  not  to  joyous  fancies, 
Light  hearts,  or  fmooth  behaviour. 


Swtxrs 


( If*  J 

Sinners  can  fay 

(And  none  but  they) 
"  How  precious  is  the  Saviour  ! 
Then  hail,  ye  happy  mourners, 
How  bleft  your  itate  to  come  is  I 

Ye  foon  will  meet 

With  comfort  fweet  ; 
It  is  the  Lord's  own  promife. 

3  The  contrite  heart  and  broken 
God  will  not  give  to  ruin. 

This  facrifice 

He'll  not  defpife ; 
For  'tis  his  Spirit's  doing. 
Then  hail,  ye  happy  mourner*  : 
Who  pafs  thro'  tribulation. 

Sin's  filth  and  guilt, 

Perceived  and  felt, 
Make  known  God's  great  falvaticn* 

4  Dry  doctrine  cannot  fave  us, 
Blind  zeal,  or  falfe  devotion. 

The  feebler!  pray'r, 

If  faith  be  there, 
Exceeds  all  empty  notion. 
Then  hail,  ye  happy  mourners  i 
Ye  will  at  laft  be  winners. 

By  Jefu's  blood, 

The  righteous  God. 
Is  reconcil'd  to  finners. 


XCII, 


f  125 ) 


XCIL 

The  Spirit  that  dnvelleih  in  us  lufteth  to  En-zy. 
James  iv.  5. 

1   TI7HAT  tongue  can  fully  tell 
V  V     That  Chriitian's  grievous  load, 
Who  would  do  all  things  well, 
And  walk  the  ways  of  God  ; 
But  feels  within 
Foul  envy  lurk, 
And  luit,  and  work, 
Engend'ring  fin  ? 

7.  Poor,  wretched,  worthlsfs  worm  ! 
In  what  fad  plight  I  ftand  ! 
When  good  I  would  perform, 
Then  evil  is  at  hand. 

My  leprous  foul 

Is  all  unclean, 

My  heart  cbfcene, 

My  nature  foul. 

5  To  truft  to  Chrift  alone, 
By  thoufand  dangers  fcar'd, 
And  righteoufnefs  have  none, 
Is  fomething  very  hard. 

What'er  men  fay, 

The  needy  know 

It  mult,  be  fo  ; 

It  is  the  way. 

4  Thou  all-  fufficient  Lamb, 
God  bleft  for  evermore, 
We  glory  in  thy  name ; 
For  thine  is  all  the  po\y'rt 


Stretch 


f  126  ) 

Stretch  forth  thy  hand, 
And  hold  us  faft  ; 
Cur  fu ft  and  laft, 
Irf  thee  we  it  and.     • 


XCIII. 

/  twill  bear  the  hid'ignation  of  the  Lord,  becaufi 
I  have  Jinncd  agatnjt  him.     Mic.  vii.  9. 

t   /^OME,  ye  backfiiding  fons  of  God, 
V_y    (For  many  fuch  there  are) 
Who  long  the  paths  of  nn  have  trod. 

Come,  caft  away  defpair. 
Return  to  Jefus  Chrift  ;  and  fee, 
There's  mercy  ftill  for  fuch  as  we. 

2  True,  we  cannot  pretend  to  much 

Of  ufefulnefs  or  fruit  : 
Eut  yet,  the  love  of  Chrift  is  fuch, 

We  ftill  retain  the  root. 
Returning  prodigals  fhail  find, 
Tho'  they  are  bafe,  their  Father's  kind. 

3  They  who  have  never  gone  aftray, 

Since  firft  the  Lord  the}'  knew, 
Walk  in  a  much  more  pleafant  way  ; 

W7hile  we  our  folly  rue  : 
But  tho'  we  feem  to  differ  thus, 
They  can't  be  perfect  without  us, 

4  The  indignation  of  the  Lord 
Awhile  we  will  endure; 
For  we  hare  finn'd  againft  his  word  : 
But  ftill  his  grace  is  fure, 

'Ti! 


f«7) 

'Tis  all  a  gift ;  let  no  man  boaft  : 
For  Jefus  came  to  fave  the  left* 


XCIV. 

/  am   the  JVqy,  and  the  Truth,  and  the   Life* 
John  xiv.  6. 

1  T  Am,  faith  Chrift,  the  way, 
JL     Now,  if  we  credit  him, 
All  other  paths  rauft  lead  aftray, 

How  fair  foe'er  they  feem. 

2  I  am,  faith  ChrLI,  the  truth. 

Then  all  that  lacks  this  teft,  i 
Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth, 
Is  but  a  lie  at  bell. 

3  I  am,  faith  thrift,  the  life, 

Let  this  be   feeri  by  faith, 
It  follows  without  further  [irife, 
That  all  befides  is  death. 

4  If  what  thofe  words  arer, 

The  Holy  Ghofl  apply  ; 
The  firnpieil  Chriftian  mall  not  err, 
Nor  be  dtceivd,  nor  die. 


XCV. 

Love  not  the  World.      I  John  ii.  i  r, 

I   TV  IT  Y  brethren,  why  thefe  anxious  fears 
1SJL  Thefe  warm  purfu  its,  and  eager  cares, 

For  earth,  and  all  its  gilded  toys  ? 
If  the  whole  world  you  could  polfefs, 

M  It 


(    128    ) 

It  might  enchant  ;  it  could  not  blefs  : 

Falfe  hopes,  vain  pLafures,  and  light  joys  ! 

1  Remember,  brethren,  uhofe  you  are  ;" 

Whofe  caufe  you  own  ;  whole  name  you  bear. 

It  is  not  bis,  who  could  not  call 
His  own  (tho'  he  h.id  ail  things  made) 
A  place,  whereon  to  lay  his  head  ? 
A  fervant,  tho'  the  Lord  of  all  ? 

3  If  wealth,  or  honor,  pow'r,  or  fame, 
Can  bring  you  nearer  to  the  Lamb, 

Then  follow  thefe  with  all  your  might : 
But  if  they  only  make  you  ftray, 
And  draw  your  hearts  from  him  away  : 

Reflect,  in  what  you  thus  delight. 

4  Jefus  hath  faid,  (who  furely  knew 
Much  better  what  we  ought  to  do, 

Than  we  can  e'er  pretend  to  fee) 
"  No  thought  ev'n  for  the  morrow  take." 
And,  "  He  that  will  not,  for  my  fake, 

"  Relinquifh  all's  unworthy  me." 

$  Let  no  vain  words  your  fouls  deceive  ; 
Isior  fatan  tempt  you  to  believe 

The  world  and  God  can  hold  their  parts. 
True  Chriilians  long  for  Chriii  alone. 
The  facriHces  Gcd  will  own, 
Are  broken,  not  divided,  hearts. 

6  Great  things  we  are  not  here  to  crave  ; 
Eu.t,  if  we  food  and  raiment  have, 

Should  learn  to  be  therewith  content. 
Into  the  world  we  nothing  brought  ; 


N 


or 


(    <*9) 

Nor  can  we  froro  it  carry  aught  : 

Then  walk  the  way  your  Matter  went. 


XCVI. 

For  a  public  Fait, 

O  R  D,  look  on  all  affembled  here  ; 

Who  in  thy  prefence  ftand, 
To  offer  up  united  pray'r 
•    For  this  our  finful  land. 


*L 


2  Oft  have  we,  each  in  private,  pray'd 

Cur  country  might  find  grace. 
Now  hear  the  fame  petitions  made 
In  this  appointed  place. 

3  Or,  if  amongft  us  feme  be  met, 

So  carelefs  of  their  fin, 
They  have  not  cried  for  mercy  yet  ; 
Lord,  let  them  now  begin. 

4  Thou,  by  whole  death  poor  linners  live.j 

By  whom  their  pray'rs  fucceed, 
Thy  Spir't  of  fupplication  give, 
And  we  mail  pray  indeed. 

5  We  will  not  flack  ;  nor  give  thee  reft  ; 

But  importune  thee  fo, 
That,  till  we  mail  be  by  thee  bleft, 
We  will  not  let  thee  go. 

6  Great  God  of  Holts,  deliv 'ranee  bring. 

Guide  thofe  that  hold  the  helm  ; 
Support  the  ftate  ;  preferve  the  king  ; 
And  fpare  the  guilty  realm, 

M  z  7  Or 


(   150  ) 

7  Or  fhould  the  dread  decree  be  pair, 
And  we  muii  feel  thy  red  ; 
May  iaith  and  patience  hold  us  fall 
To  our  correcting  God. 

S  Whatever  be  our  deftia'd  cafe, 
Accept  us  in  thy  Son. 
Give  us  his  gofpcl,  and  his  grace  i 
And  then  thy  will  be  done. 


XCVII. 

For  he  hath  made  him  to  be  Sit/  for  as,  ivho  hnyw  no 
Sin  ;  that  <we  Might  be  made  the  Plight cQnJncfs  of 
God  in  him.     2  Cor.  v.  2 1 . 

i  TITHEN  I,  by  faith,  my  Maker  fee 
V  v       In  weaknefs  and  dhtrefs, 
Brought  down  to  that  fad  fiate  for  me, 
Which  angels  can't  exprefs ; 

2  When  that  great  God,  to  whom  I  go 
For  help,  amaz'd,  I  view  : 
By  (in  and  forrow  funk  as  low- 
As  I — And  lower  too  : 


3 


(For  all  our  fins  we  his  may  call, 
As  he  fuftain'd  their  weight. 

How  huge  the  heavy  load  of  all; 
When  only  mine's  fo  great !) 

4  Then,  raviflk'd  with, tie  fich  belief 
Of  fu£fe  a  love  as  this, 
I'm  loft  in  wonder,  melt  with  grief, 
And  faint  beneath  the  blifs. 


5  Frofirate 


(  W  ) 

5  Proftrate  I  fall,  afham'd  of  doubt} 

And  worfhip  love  divine. 
Thus  may  I  always  be  devout  j 
Be  this  religion  mine. 

6  In  this  alone  I  can  confide  : 

Here's  righteoufnefs  enough. 
What's  all  the  hoaft  of  nature's  pride! 
What  uiifubftantial  Huff! 

7  Rounds  of  dead  fen-ice,  forms,  and  ways., 

Which  fome  fo  much  efleem, 
Compar'd  with  this  ilupendous  grace., 
What  trivial  *  train  they  feem  ! 

8  Lord,  help  a  worthlefs  worm,  fo  weak 

He  can  do  nothing  good. 
May  all  I  act,  or  think,  orfpeak, 
Be  fprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

*  Mean  or  common. 


XCVIII. 

For  the  Law  <was  given  by  Mofes  ;  hut  Grace  and 
Truth  came  by  J  ejus  Chriji.     John  i.  wf% 

i   T  S  then  the  law  of  God  untrue, 
X    Which  he  by  Mofes  gave  ? 
No  :  but  to  take  it  in.  this  view, 
That  it  has  pow'r  to  fare. 

<%  Legal  obedience  were  complete, 
Could  we  the  law  fulfil  : 
But  no  man  ever  did  fo  yet  ; 
And  no"  man  ever  will. 

M  5  2  Th* 


5  The  law  was  never  meant  to  give? 
New  ftrength  to  man's  loit  race* 
We  cannot  act,  before  wo  live ; 
And  life  proceeds  from  grace. 

4  But  grace  and  truth  by  Chrift  are  giv'n,. 

To  him  mult  Nkfcs  bow, 
Grace  fits  the  new-born  foul  for  heav'n*. 
And  truth  informs  us  how* 

5  By  CHHft  we  enter  into  reft  ; 

And  triumph  o'er  the  fall. 
Whoe'er  would  be  completely  bleff,. 
Mult  trail  to  Chriffc  for  alL 


XCIX. 

Lei  Ged  hi  true,  but  every   Man  a  Liar* 
Rom.,  ill.    4. 

THE  Godl'trufly 
Is  true  and  juit  ; 
Kis  mercy  hath  no  end.. 
HimfclfhathfaiJ, 
My  ranfom's  paid  ;.- 
And  I  on  him  dt^zndt. 

1  hen  why  fo  fad, 

My  foul  ?  Though  bad; 
-Tuou  haft  a  friend  that*  goodt 

He  bought  thee  dear  : 

(Abandon  fear) 
He  bought  thee  with  his  blood*.      ^ 


So  rich  a  coft 
Can  ne'ex  be  Ief$ 


Thon^> 


(  m  ) 

Though  faith  be  tri'd  by  ike. 
Keep  Chrift  in  view  : 
Let  God  be  true, 

Andev'ry  man  a  li'r. 


Come  and  welcome,  to  Jefus  Chrift* 

1  f~^  OM  E,  ye  finners,  poor  and  wretched-,. 
\^>     Weak  and  wounded,  lick  and  fore* 
Jefus  ready  itands  to  lave  you, 

Full  cf  pity  join'd  with  pow'r* 

He  is  able,  he  is  able,  he  is  able  ;. 

He  is  willing  :  doubt  no  more* 

2  Ho  !  ye  needy  ;  come,  and  welcome  j 

God's  free  bounty  glorify. 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 

Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  us  nigh, 
Without  money,  without  money,  without  money^ 

Come  to  Jefus  Chrift  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  confeience  make  you  linger  > 

Noroffitnefs  fondly  dream.. 
All  the  rltaefs  he  requireth 

Is,  to  feel  your  need  of  Him  ; 
This  he  gives  ycu,  this  he  gives  you>   this  hs 
gives  you ; 

'Tis  the  Spirit's  riling  beam, 

4.  Come  ye  weary,  heavy  been, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall  j 
If  ye  tarry,  till  you're  better, 
You  wili  n^\Q£  come  a:  all* 

Not 


(  '34  J 

Not  the  righteous,  net  the  righteous,   not  the 

righteous ; 
Sinner^  jefus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  grov'Iing  in  the  garden  ; 

Lo  !  yotfr  Maker  prdftrate  lies. 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  : 

Hear  him  cry,  before  he-  dies ; 
It  is  Jr/iijh'd;   it  is  finijb'd;   it  is  Jiuijb'd, 

Sinner,  will  not  this  fuffiee  r 

6  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God,  afcended, 

Pleads  the  merit  cf  his  blood. 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly  ; 

Let  no  other  truft  intrude. 
None  but  jefus,  none  but  jefus,  none  but  jefus. 

Can  do  helplefs  tinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  piaifes  of  the  Lamb; 
While  the  blifsful  feats  cf  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah!  hallelujah!  hallelujah! 

Sinners  here  may  fing  the  feme. 


CI. 


A?:d  the  Lord  nxvxt  his  Way  ;  as  foon  as  he  had  hff 
communing  <with  Abraham :  and  Abraham  returned 
unto  his  //ace.     Gen.  xviii.    ■$■$. 

j  "\^\7*  H  E  N  Jefus  with  his  mighty  love    * 
VV       Vifits  my  troubled  hi, 
hHy  doubts  fu-biide,'my  fears  remove] 
And  I'm  completely  bklt, 

2    1 


(  '55  ) 

2  I  love  the  Lord  with  mind  and  heart, 

His  people  and  his  ways.; 
Envy,  and  pride,  and  in  ft  depart; 
And  all  his  works  I  praife : 

3  Nothing  but  Jefus  I  efteem  : 

My  foul  is  then  fmcere ; 
And  ev'ry  thing  that's  dear  to  him, 
To  me  is  alio  dear. 

4  But  ah  !  when  thefe  (hort  viiits  end, 

Tho'  not  quite  left  alone, 
I  mifs  the  prefenee  of  my  Friend, 
Like  one  whofe  comfort's  gone. 

5  I  to  my  own  fad  place  return, 

My  wretched  ifcate  to  feel. 
I  tire,  and  faint,  and  mope,  and  mourn  j 
And  am  but  barren  rail. 

€  More  frequent  let  thy  viiits  be, 
Or  let  them  longer  lad  ; 
I  can  do  nothing  without  thee  ; 
Make  haile,  my  God,  make  ha&e. 


CII. 

Sen,  be  of  gnod  Chear  ;  thy  Sins  he  forgiven  thee* 
Matt.  ix.  2. 


Wl 


OW  high  a  priv'Iege  'tis  to  know 
ur  fins  are  all  forgiv'n  ! 


To  bear  about  this  pledge  below^ 
This  fpechi  grant  of  heav'n  ! 


2.  To4ook  on  this,  when  funk  in  fears.; 
While  each  repeated  fight 
Like  fome  reviving  cord-id  chears, 
And  makes  temptations  light ! 


3  OW 


3  Oh!  whatis  honor,  wealth,  or  mirth, 

To  this  well-grounded  peace ! 
Ho  ,7  poor  are  all  the  goods  of  earth. 
To  Fuch  a  gift  as  this ! 

4  This  is  a  treafure  rich  indeed, 

Which  none  but  Chrift  can  give. 
Of  this  the  beft  of  men  have  need  : 
This  I,  the  worit,  receive. 


CIIL 

Another. 

i    T3  LefTedare  they,  whofe  guilt  is  gone, 
JlJ  Whofe  fins  arewafh'd  away  with  blood.) 
Whofe  hope  is  nxt  on  Chrift  alone  ; 
Whom  Chrift  hath  reconcil'd  to  God. 

2  Bleft  is  the  man,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Iniquity  will  not  impute ; 

"Who  vent'ring  on  his  faviour's  word, 
Of  faith  enjoys  the  peaceful  fruit. 

3  Tho*  trav'iing  thro'  this  vale  of  tears, 
He  many  a  fore  temptation  meet ; 
The  Holy  Ghoft  this  witnefs  bears, 
He  (lands  in  Jefus  Hill  complete* 

4  This  pearl  of  price  no  works  can  claim. 
He  that  finds  this,  is  rich  indeed. 
This  pure  white  ftone  contains  a  name, 
V.  hich  none,  but  who  receives,  can  read. 

5  This  precious  gift,  thi:  bond  of  love, 
The  Lord  oft  gives  his  people  here. 
But  what  we  all  mall  be  above, 
Dctli  not,  my  brethren,  yet  appear. 

6  Yet 


(  137  ) 

6  Yet  this  we  fafely  may  believe  ; 
"Tis  what  no  words  can  e'er  exprefs; 
What  faints  themfelves  cannot  conceive, 
And  brightest  Angels  can  but  guefs. 


CIV. 
Is  not  this  a  brand  pluck d  out  of  the  fire  ?  Zech.  iii.  2( 

1  HP  H  U  S  faith  the  Lord  to  thofe  that  Hand, 

X     And  wait  to  hear  his  great  command  \ 
I  have  a  iinner  to  renew  ; 
And  lo  !  this  charge  I  give  to  you. 

2  Ml  his  polluted  garments  on. 

Here,  foal,  here's  raiment  rich  enough  ; 
Cioath  thee  with  righteoufnefs  divine, 
Not  creature's  righteoafnefs,  but  mine. 

3  Satan,  avaunt ;  Hand  off,  ye  foes  : 
In  vain  ye  rail,  in  vain  oppofe  ; 
Your  cancelled  claim  no  more  obtrude; 
He's  mine:  I  bought  him  with  my  bl&od, 

4  Sinner,  thou  Sand'fl:  in  me  complete  : 

j'  they  uccufe  thee,  I  acquit. 
I  bore  for  thee  th'"  avenging  ire  ; 
Andpluck'd  thee  burning  from  the  fire. 


.    cv. 

Condcfcend  to  men  of  low  eftate.     Rom.  xii.    16. 


T 


O  you  who  {land  in  Chrift  {o  faft, 
Ye  know  your  faith  (hail  ever  lait. 


The 


f  '-3  ; 

The  Lord  on  whom  that  faith  depends, 
This  kind  important  meflage  fends. 

a  If  light  exulting  thoughts  arife, 
Your  weaker  brethren  to  defpife  ; 
•  Remember,  all  to  me  are  dear  : 
Who  moll  is  favour'd,  moil  ihould  bear* 

3  If ftrong thyfelf,  fupport  the  weak; 
If  well,  be  tender  to  the  fick  : 

To  babes  I  oft  reveal  my  mind ; 
And  they  who  feek  my  face  mall  find, 

4  If  faith  be  ftrong  as  well  as  true, 
Then  flrive  that  love  may  be  fo  too. 
Bor.ft  not ;  but  meek  and  lowly  be  : 
The  humbled  foul  is  moil  like  me. 

c  Should  I,  difpleas'd,  my  face  but  turn, 
Yc  fadly  would  your  folly  mourn  ; 

,  Who  now  feem  heft,  would  foon  be  worft 
I  often  make  the  lafl  the  firft. 

6  Enc:  1c.  that  on  me  wait ; 

Andf.oop  to  thofe  of  low  eflatc. 
Contempt,  or  flight,  I  can't  approve : 
Be  love  your  aim  :  for  I  am  love. 


CVI. 

0  wretched  max  that  I  am !   Who  flail  deliver  k* 

from  the  body  of  tki:  death  ?  Rom.   vii.    24. 

1  y  T  O  W  fore  a  plague  is  fin, 
I!     To  thofe  by  whom  'tis  felt ! 
1  he  chriftian  cries  ;  unclean,  unclean, 

E\  'n  tho'  rdeas'd  from  guilt. 


(  W  ) 

s  O  wretched,  wretched  man  ! 
What  horrid  fcenes  I  viewl 
I  find,  alas !  do  all  I  can, 
That  I  can  nothing  do. 

3  When  good  I  would  perform, 

Thro''  fear  of  mainel  flop  : 
Corruption  rifes,  like  a  ftorm, 
And  blafts  the  promis'd  crop. 

4  Of  peace  if  I'm  in  quell, 

Or  love  my  thoughts  engage, 
Envy  and  anger  in  my  b re  ail 
That  moment  rife,  and  rage* 

|  When  for  an  humble  mind 
To  God  i  pour  my  pray'r, 
I  look  into  my  heart,  and  find 
That  pride  will  ftill  be  there. 

6  How  long,  dear  Lord,  how  long 

Deli  v 'ranee  muft  I  feek  ; 
And  fight  with  foes  fo  very  ftrong, 
Myfelf  fo  very  weak  ? 

7  I'll  bear  th'  unequal  ftrife, 

And  wage  the  war  within  ; 
Since  death,  that  puts  an  end  to  life, 
Shall  put  an  aid  to  fin. 


CVII. 

I  thank  God  through  J  ejus  Chrift  our  Lord, 
Rom.  vii.  25. 

E  r  I'1  H  O'  void  of  all  that's  good, 
JL       And  very,  very  Door, 

N *  Thro! 


(  Ho  ) 

Thro'  Chrift  I  hope  to  be  renew *d3 
And  live  forevermore. 

2  I  view  my  own  bad  heart,  , 

And  fee  fuch  evils  there, 
The  light  with  horror  makes  me  ftart, 
And^  tempts  me  to  defpair : 

3  Then  with  a  fingleeye 

I  look  to  Chriit  alone ; 
And  on  his  righteoufnefs  rely, 
Tho'  I  in)  felt' have  none. 

4  By  virtue  of  his  blood 

The  Lord  declares  me  clean. 
Thus  ferves  my  mind  the  law  of  God, 
My  riefiithe  law  of  fin. 


cvnr. 

tThm  Jhali  «nn1e  me  with  ihy  Couxfch 
Pfalm  Ixxiii.  24. 

i   T  \  THene'er  I  make  fome  fuddenftop> 
V  V       (For  many  fuch  I  make) 
And  cannot  fee  the  cloud  clear 'd  up, 
Nor  know  which  path  to  take ; 

2  I  to  ray  Saviour  fpeed  my  way, 

To  tell  my  dubious  ftate  ; 
Then  liften  what  the  Lord  will  fay  ; 
And  hope  to  fellow  that. 

3  If  Jefus  feem  to  hide  his  face, 

What  anxious  fears  I  feel ! 
But  if  he  deign  to  whifper  peace, 
T'ra  happy  ;  all  is  well. 

4  Confirm 'd 


(  HI  ) 

4  Confirm'd  by  one  foft  fscret  word, 

I  feek  no  further  light : 
But  walk,  depending  on  my  Lord. 
By  faith,  and  not  by  fight. 

5  Of  friends  and  counfellors .bereft, 

I  often  hear  him  fay  ; 
"  Decline  not  to  the  right  nor  left; 
'«  Go  on;  lo,  here's  the  way." 

6  Weak  in  myfelf,  in  Rim  I'm  ftrong; 

His  Spirit's  voice  I  hear. 
The  way  I  walk  cannot  be  wrong, , 
If  Jefus  be  but  there. 

*7  He  is  my  helper  and  my  guide. 
I  truft  to  him  alone. 
No  other  helps  have  I  befide. 
I  venture  all  en  one. 


CIX. 

Then  he  turned  his   Face  to  the  Wall,  and  prayed  usX* 
the  Lord.     2  Kings  xx.   2. 


'K 


ING  Hezehiah  lay  difeas'd, 
With  ev'ry  dang'rous  fymptom  feiz'd, 
Beyond  the  cure  of  art, 
With  languid  pulfe,  andftrength  decay 'd* 
With  fpirits  funk,  and  foul  diimay'd, 
And  ready  to  depart. 

2  Kis  friends  defpair ;  his  fervants  droop  : 
The  learned  leech  can  give  no  hope  : 
All  figns  of  life  are  iied  : 

N  2  When, 


(  14*  ) 

When,  lo  !  the  feer  Ifaiah  came, 
With  words  to  damp  th'  expiring  fitme. 
And  ftrike  the  dying  dead. 

3  Ent'ring  the  royal  Patient's  room, 
He  thus  denoune'd  the  dreadful  doom* 

"  Of  flat'ring  hopes  beware. 
"  God's  mefTenger  behold  I  Hand. 
**  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  thy  death's  at  hand 

"  Prepare,  O  King,  prepare." 

4  Where  is  the  man,  whom  words  like  thefe 
fTho'  free  before  from  all  difeafe) 

Would  not  dejedt  to  death  ? 
Fav'rite  of  heav'n  !  in  Thee  we  fee 
The  miracles  of  pray 'r  ;  in  Thee 

Th'  omnipotence  of  faith. 

5  Methinks  I  hear  the  Hero  fay ; 

t(  And  mail  my  life  be  fnach'd  away, 

"  Before  I'm  fit  to  die  ? 
"■  Can  pray'r  reverfe  the  item  decree, 
"  And  fave  a  wretch  condemn'd  like  me  ? 

"  It  may — at  lead  I'll  try. 

6  <f  Ye  damps  of  death  that  chill  me  thro%. 
"  God's  prophet,  and  prediction  too, 

"  I  muft  wifhftand  you  all. 
"  Both  heav'n  and  earth,  awhile  be  gone  t 
"  I  turn  me  to  the  Lord  alone; 

"  And  face  tlie  filent  wall." 

7  He  faid;  and  weeping  pour'd  aprar'r, 
That  conquer'd  pain,  remov'd  dcipair 

With  ail  it's  heavy  load. 
Repeli'd  the  force  of  death's  attack, 
Brought  the  recanting  prophet  back, 

And  turn'd  the  mind  of  God* 


ex. 


(  143  ) 

CX. 

But  thou  Jhalt  Invw  hereafter.     John  xiii. 

i    "O  Ighteous  are  the  works  of  God  ; 
JLV     All  his  ways  are  holy  j 
Juit  his  judgments  ;  fit  his  rod 
To  correct  our  folly  : 

-2  All  his  dealings  wife  and  good, 
Uniform,  tho'  various  ; 
Tho'  they  ieem,  by  reafon  view'd, 
Crofsj  or  quite  contrariou?. 

3  Thefe  are  truths ;  and  happy  he, 

Who  can  well  receive  them. 
Brethren,  tho'  we  cannot  fee, 
Still  we  mould  believe  them. 

4  Why  thro'  darkfome  paths  we  ga, 

We  may  know  no  reafon  ; 
But  we  (hall  hereafter  know, 
Each  in  his  due  feafon. 

5  Could  we  fee  how  all  is  right. 

Where  were  room  for  credence  ? 
But  by  faith,  and  not  by  fight, 
Chriilians  yield  obedience. 

6  Let  all  fruitlefs  fearches  go, 

Which  perplex  and  teaze  us  : 
We  determine  nought  to  know, 
But  a  bleeding  Jefus. 


N  Si  .  Tt 


i  h+  ) 


CXI. 

Biffed  hz ye  poor,     Luke  vi.  20. 

■1    "T      O  R  D  when  I  hear  my  children  ta!k> 
X-i  (And  I  believe'  'tis  often  true) 
How  with  delight  thy  ways  they  walk,. 
And  gladly  thy  commandments  do. 

2  In  my  own  breaft  I  look  and  read 
Accounts  fo  very  difF'rent  there, 
That,  had  I  not  thy  blood  to  plead* 
Each  fight  would  fink  me  to  defpair. 

3  Needy,  and  naked,  and  unclean^ 
Empty  of  good,  and  full  of  ill, 
A  lifelefs  lump  of  loathfome  fin, 
Without  the  pow'r  to  ad  or  will  I 

4  I  feel  my  fainting  (pints  droop  : 
My  wretched,  leannefs  I  deplore  ; 
'Till  gladden *d  with  a  gleam  of  hope 
From  this ;  "  The  Lord  has  bleft  the$ 


Then,  while  I  make  my  fecret  moan, 
Upwards  I  call  my  eyes ;  and  fee, 
Tho'  I  have  nothing  of  my  own, 
My  treafure  is  immenfe  in  thee. 


6  Still  may  I  keep  thy  love  in  view, 
Lean  there  ;  nor  envy  thofe  that  run  5 
Still  truft  to — not  what  I  can  do, 
But  what  thy felf  haft  for  me  done. 

7  My  treafure  is  thy  precious  blood. 
Fix  there  my  heart :  And  for  the  refr, 
L  nder  thy  forming  hands,  my  God, 
Civs  me  that  frame  whkh  thou  lik'ft  left. 

- c/:rr, 


(  i4>  ) 
CXII. 

A  general  Admonition. 

1  TJ  Rethren,  why  toil  ye  thus  for  toys  5 
J3     And  reckon  train  for  treafure  ; 
Call  gay  deceptions  folid  joys, 

Intoxication  pleafure  ? 

2  If  more  renn'd  amufements  plcafe, 

As  knovvlege,  arts,  or  learning  y 
A  moment  puts  and  end  to  theft  ; 
And  fometimes  fhort*s  the  warning, 

3  What  balm  could  wretches  ever  find 

In  wit,  to  heal  affliction  ? 
Or  who  can  cure  a  troubled  mind, 
With  all  the  pomp  of  di&ion  I 

4  P.enect,  what  trifles  ye  purfue 

So  anxious  and  {o  heedful  : 
For  after  all  (you'll  find  it  truej 
There  is  but  one  thing  needful, 

5  God  in  his  Scriptures  to  reveal 

His  will  has  condefcended.       • 
What  there  is  faid,  he  will  fulfil  ; 
Tho'  man  may  be  offended. 

6  This  written  word  with  rev'rence  treat  : 

Join  prayrr  with  each  infpecftion. 
And  be  not  wife  in  felf  conceit  ; 
'Tis  folly  to  perfection. 

7  True  wifdom,  of  celeftial  birth, 

Can  both  inftrucl:  and  cherifh* 
Other  attainments  are  of  earth  : 
And  all  that's  earth  muft  peri  I'll. 

8  The  chief  concern  of  fail 'n  mankind 

Should  be  to  gain  God's  favor. 
What  fafety  can  the  fmner  find, 
Before  he  find  a  Saviour  I 

9  Thla 


f  146 ) 

9  This  Saviour  muft  be  one  that  can 

From  fin  and  death  releafe  1 
Make  up  the  breath  'twixt  God  and  man  : 
Which  none  can  do,  but  Je: 

10  Jefus  is  judge  of  quick  and  dead  : 

And  there  is  none  befide  him  ; 
Whether  his  pow'r  we  flight,  or  dread, 
'Adore  him,  or  deride  him. 

1 1  Whate'er  we  judge  ourfelves  ;  we  muft 

Or  fiand,  or  fall  by  his  doom. 
And  they  that  in  this  Jefus  truft, 
Have  found  eternal  wifdom, 

j 2  Mercy,  and  love,  from  Jefus  fdt, 
Can  heal  a  wounded  Spirit  ; 
Mercy,  that  triumphs  over  guilt, 
And  love  that  feeks  no  merjt. 

13  Then  kifs  the  Son  :  For  from  his  wrath 
No  wifdom  can  deliver. 
Clcie  in  with  Chrift,  by  faving  faith, 
And  God's  your  friend  for  ever. 


CXIIL 

Becaufe  thou  fay  eft  I  am  rich,  and  increafed  with  goods. 
Rev.   iii.    17. 

t  TT7KAT  makes  miftaken  men  afraid 
■   V  V      Of  fov'reign  grace  to  preach  I 
The  reafon  is   (if  truth  be  faid) 
Becaufe  they  are  10  rich, 

2  "Why  fo  ofFenfive  in  their  eyes 
Doth  God's  election  feem  ? 
Becaufe  they  think  themfelves  fo  wife, 
That  they  have  chofen  him* 

2  Of 


(  147  ) 

3  Of  perfeverance  why  fo  loth 

Are  fome  to  fpeak  or  hear  ? 
Becaufe,  as  mailers  over  iloth, 
They  vow  to  perfevere. 

4  Whence  is  imputed  righteoufnefs, 

A  point  fo  little  known  ? 
Becaufe  men  think,  they  all  pcfTeft 
Some  righteoufnefs  their  own. 

5  Not  fo  the  needy  helplefs  foul 

Prefers  his  humble  pray'r. 
Hemlocks  to  him  that  works  the  whole; 
And  feeks  his  treafure  there, 

6  His  language  is  ;  "  Let  me,  my  God, 

"  On  fovereign  grace  rely  ; 
cc  And  own  'tis  free,  becaufe  beftow'd 
l<  On  one  fo  vile  as  I. 


7 


(t  Election  !  'Tis  a  word  divine : 
••  For,  Lord,  I  plainly  fee, 

*'  Had  not  thy  choice  prevented  mine* 
"  I  ne'er  had  chofen  thee. 


B  "  For petfeverance  ftrength  I've  none  i 
(e  But  would  on  this  depend  ; 
<f   Thai  Jefus  having  lov'd  his  <rwnr 
((  He  lev' J  them  to  the  end* 

2  "  Empty  and  bare  I  come  to  thee, 
"   For  righteoufnefs  divine. 
((  O  may  thy  matchlefs  merits  be, 
"  By  imputation*  mine!'* 

io  Thus  dixFer  thefe  ;  yet  hoping  each 
To  make  falvation  fare. 
Now  moit  men  would  approve  the  rich, 
But  Chiift  has  bleft  the/<wr. 

cxm 


(    i4»  ) 
CXIV. 

For  thine  is  the  Kingdom,   &c.   Matth.  vi.   13* 

YE   fouls  that  are  weak, 
And  helplefs,  and  poor, 
Who  know  not  to  fpeak  ; 
Much  lefs  to  do  more  ; 
Lo  !  .here's  a  foundation 

For  comfort  and  peace. 
In  Chrift  is  faivation  : 
The  Kingdom  is  His, 

With  power  he  rules ; 

And  wortders  performs  ; 
Gives  conduct  to  focls, 

And  courage  to  worms, 
Befet  by  fore  evils 

Without,  and  within, 
"By  legions  of  devils, 

And  mountains  of  fin. 

Then  be  net  afra:d  ; 

All  power  is  giv  n 
To  Jefus  our  head, 

In  earth,  and  in  heav'n. 
Thro'  him  we  (hall  conquer 

The  mightjfeft  fees : 
Cur  Captain  is  ftrongef 

Tien  all  that  oppofe. 

His  pow'r  from  above 

He'll  kindly  impart ; 
So  free  is  his  love. 

So  tender  his  heart. 
Redeem'd  with  his  merit, 

We're  wafh'-d  in  his  blood  ; 
Renew'dhy  his  Spirit, 

V,  e've  power  with  God. 

5  Thy 


(  i49  ) 

5  Thy  grace  we  adore, 

Director  divine. 
The  kingdom,  and  pow'r, 

And  glory,  are  thine. 
Preferve  us  from  running 

On  rocks  or  on  (helves  ; 
From  foes  rtrcng  and  cunning  ; 

And  moit  from  ourfelves. 

6  Reign  o'er  us  as  king  ; 

Accomplifn  thy  will ; 
And  pow'rfully  bring 

Us  forth  from  ail  ill ; 
Till  falling  before  thej 

We  laud  thy  lov'd  name, 
Afcribing  the  glory 

To  God,  and  the  Lamb. 


cxv. 

Who  tuas  delivered  for  our  offences,  and  'Was  rajfed 
again  for  our  juflificalion.     Rom.  iv.  25. 

1  TESUS,  when  on  the  bloody  tree 

J    He  hung,  thro'  foul  and  body  pierc'd, 
(That  all  things  might  accomplifn'd  be 
Contain'd  in  fcripture)  faid,  /  thirft. 

2  Hvffbp,  the  plant  ordain'd  by  God, 
And  held  by  Jenm  in  high  efteem, 

Which  fprinkled  them  with  Fafchal  blood,  * 
Sharp  vinegar  convey'd  to  Him. 

3  This  done,  our  dear,  our  dying  Lord 
Exerts  his  fhcrt  expiring  breath  ; 
Utters  this  rich  important  word, 
"Tisfnijb'd;  and  fubmits  to  death. 

*  Exod-  xii.  22. 

4  Henceforth 


f  '5°) 

4  Henceforth  an  end  is  put  to  fin  : 
(Th'  important  word  implies  no  lefs) 
Now  for  believers  is  brought  in 

An  everlafting  righteoufnefs. 

5  The  Son  of  God  and  man  has  died, 
Sinners  as  black  as  hell  to  fave  : 
And,  that  they  might  be  juftified, 
Is  ris'n  victorious  from  the  grave. 

6  In  heav'n  he  lives,  our  king,  our  prieft  ; 
.    There  for  his  people  ever  pleads. 

Kcw  fure  is  our  falvation  !  Chrift 
Died,  rofe,  afeended,  intercedes. 


CXVI. 

For  hejhall  not  /peak  of  him/elf.     John  xvi.  I  $, 

I  T  T  THatever  prompts  the  foul  to  pride, 
V  V     Or  gives  us  room  to  boaft, 
(Except  in  Jefus  crucified) 
Is  not  the  Holy  Ghoft. 


2  That  bleffed  Spir't  omits  to  fpeak 

Of  what  himfelf  has  done  ; 
And  bids  th'  enlighten 'd  finner  feek 
Salvation  in  the  Son. 

3  He  fcldom  moves  a  man  to  fay, 

"  Thank  God,  I'm  made  fogood." 
But  turns  his  eye  another  way, 
To  Jefus,  and  his  Blood. 

4.  Great  are  the  graces  he  confers 
But  all  in  jefu's  name. 
He  gladly  diclat.es,  gladly  hears, 
«'  Salvation  to  the  Lamb,** 

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CXVII. 

And  ye  are  complete  in  him.     Col.  ii.  10. 

H  E  N  is  it  Chriftians  all  agree, 


And  let  diftinclions  fall 
When,  nothing  in  themfelves,  they  fee 
That  Chrift  is  all,  in  all. 

2  But  ftrife  and  difference  will  fubfift, 

While  men  will  fomething  feem. 
Let  them  but  fingly  look  to  Chrift, 
And  all  are  one  in  Him, 

3  The  infant  and  the  aged  faint, 

The  worker,  and  the  weak  ; 
They  who  are  ftrong,  and  feldom  faint, 
And  they  who  fcarce  can  fpeak. 

4  Eternal  life's  the  gift  of  God. 

It  comes  thro'  Chrift  alone. 
sTis  his  ;  he  bought  it  with  his  blood  ; 
And  therefore  give  his  own. 

5  We  have  no  life,  no  pow'r,  no  faith, 

But  what  by  Chrift  is  giv'n. 
We  all  deferve  eternal  death  : 
And  thus  we  all  are  ev'n. 


CXVIII. 
The  Outcafls  of  Ifrael. 

LORD,  pity  outcafts  vile  and  bafe, 
The  poor  dependants  on  thy  grace. 
Whom  men  diiturbers  call. 
By  finners  and  by  faints  withftood, 
For  thefe  too  bad,  for  thofe  too  good, 
Condemn'd,  or  fhunn'd  by  all. 

O  2  Tko1 


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Tho'  faithful  Abrham  us  rejecl, 
Andtho'  his  ranfom'd  race,  elect, 

Agree  to  give  us  up  ; 
Thou  art  our.  Father  ;  and  thy  name 
From  everlafting  is  the  fame  ; 

On  that  we  build  our  hope. 


CXIX. 

The  Lord  thy  God  brought  it    to  me% 
Gen.  xxvii.  20. 

1  A     N  D  now  the  work  is  done, 

JTjL  Without  much  pains  or  coft. 
The  author's  merit's  none  ; 
And  therefore  none  his  boaft  : 

He  only  claims  what'er's  amifs. 

Alas  !  how  large  a  fhare  is  his  ? 

\       Some  time  it  took  to  beat 

And  hunt  for  tinkling  found  ; 

But  the  rich  fav'ry  meat 

Was  \  cry  quickly  found. 
For  ev'ry  truly  Chriftian  thought 
Was  by  the  God  of ' IJaac  brought. 

May  he  that  fings,  cr  reads, 

That  precious  bleffing  know, 

Thai  comes  by  Jacob's  kids, 

And  not  from  Efuns  benv. 
O  bring  no  price  ;  God's  grace  is  free, 
*VoPaut;  to  Magdalene — to  mt. 

Glory  to  God  alone, 

(Let  man  forbear  to  boaft) 

To  Father,  and  to  Son, 

And  to  the  Holy  Ghoft. 
Eternal  life's  the  gift  of  God  : 
The  Lamb  procur'd  it  by  his  blood. 

SUPPLE- 


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SUPPLEMENT. 


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For  the  Lord's  Supper.     20  Hymns. 

I. 

H  E  king-  of  heav'n  a  feait  has  made 


And  to  his  much  lov'd  friends, 
The  faint,  the  famifh'd,  and  the  fad, 
This  invitation  fends. 

2  "  Beggars,  approach  my  royal  board 

"  Furnifti'd  with  all  that's  good  : 
"  Come,  fit  at  table  with  your  Lord  ; 
"  And  eat  celeftial  food. 

3  "  My  body  and  my  blood  receive. 

"  It  comes  intirely  free  : 

"  I  aflc  no  price,  for  all  I  give. 

M  But  O,  remember  me.'' 

4  Lo,  at  thy  gracious  bidding,  Lord, 

Tho'  vile  and  bafe  we  come, 
O,  fpeak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  welcome  wand'rers  home. 

5  Rich  wine,  and  milk,  and  heav'nly  meat,   ' 

We  come  to  buy,  and  live, 
Since  nothing  is  the  price  that's  {tt  j 
And  we  have  nought  to  give. 

£  Impart  to  all  thy  flock  below 
The  bleflings  of  thy  death. 
On  ev'ry  begging  foul  bellow 
Thy  love,  "thy  hope,  thy  faith. 

O  2  7  May 


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a j.iv  each,  with  ftrength  from  heav'n  endu'd, 

Say,  "  My  Beloved's  mine  : 
"  I  eat  his  fiefh,  and  drink  his  blood, 

"  In  figns  of  bread  and  wine." 


II. 


i    r  'V*  H I S   is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made. 
Jl      Rejoice,  my  friends,  to  fee 
His  royal  table  richly  fprcad 
For  iuch  vile  worms  as  we. 

2.  Ye  beggars,  from  your  dunghills  rife  ; 
Calx  off  your  rags  of  fhame. 
Open,  ye  blind,  your  long  clos'd  eyes  ; 
And  leap  for  joy,  ye  lame. 

3  Come,  and  with  regal  robes  be  clad, 

Ail  at  the  coil  of  Chrift. 
Come,  ev'ry  one  a  king  be  made  ; 
And  ev'ry  one  a  prieit. 

4  Welcome,  poor  firmer,  welcome  here.. 

Leave  all  thy  cares  behind. 
Difmifs  thy  doubt,  caft  off  thy  fear  ; 
Give  reas'nings  to  the  wind. 

$■  Eelieve  thy  God  :  Eelieve  his  word, 
His  Spirit,  and  his  Son. 
Only  believe  thy  d)  ing  Lord, 
And  ail  the  work  is  done. 

6  Come  eat  his  flcfii,  and  drink  his  blood. 
Make  all  his  merits  thine, 
Sure  as  thy  body  lives  on  food, 


And  feels  the  ftrength  of  wine. 


III. 


III. 

GLORY  to  God  on  high  ; 
Our  peace  is  made  with  heav'n* 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die,- 
That  fin  might  be  forgiv'n. 

His  precious  bldod  was  fihed,. 
His  body  bruis'd,  for  fin  ; 

Remember  this  in  eating  bread, 
And  that  in  drinking  wine- 
Approach  his  royal  board, 
In  his  rich  garments  clad. 

Join  ev'ry  tongue  to  praife  the  Lord  ;; 
And  ev'ry  heart  be  glad. 

The  Father  gives  the  Son  ; 
The  Son  his  flefh  and  blood  : 
The  Spir't  applies,  and  Faith  puts  on 
The  righteoufnefs  of  God. 

Sinners,  the  gift  receive  ; 
And  each  fay,  "  I  am  chief. 
M  Thou  know'ft,  O  Lord,  I  would  believe 
'*  Oh!  help  my  unbelief." 

Lord,  help  us  from  above  : 
The  pow'r  is  all  thy  own. 
Faith  is  thy  gift,  and  hope,  and  love  j 
For  of  ourfelves  we've  none. 


IV. 

i   T^Ather  of  heav'n,  almighty  king, 
JL       How  wond'rous  is  thy  love  ! 
That  worms  of  dull  thy  praife  mould  ring  ; 
And  thou  their  fongs  approve .' 

O  2  'z  Since 


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2  Since  by  a  new  and  living  way 
Accefs  to  thee  is  giv'n  ; 
Poor  finners  may  with  boldnefs  pray; 
And  earth  converfc  with  heav'n. 

5  Give  each  fome  token,  Lord,  for  good  ; 
And  fend  the  Spirit  down,. 
To  feed  us  with  ceieftial  food, 
The  body  of  thy  Son. 

4  The  feail  thou  haft  been  pleas 'd  to  make 
We  would  by  faith  receive  : 
That  all  that  come  their  part  may  take ; 
And  all  that  take  may  live. 

e.  Let  ev'ry  tongue  the  Father  own  ; 
Who,  when  we  all  were  loft, 
To  feek  and  fave  us  fent  the  Son  ; 
And  gives  the  Holy  Ghoft. 


2    T    ORD,  who  can  hear  of  all  thy  woe, 
i   i    Thy  groans  and  dying  cries  ; 
And  not  feel  tears  of  farrow  flow, 
And  fighs  of  pity  rife  ? 

2  Much  harder  than  the  hardeft  flone 
That  man's  hard  heart  raufi  be. 
Alas  !  dear  Lord,  with  fname  we. own, 
That  jull  fuch  hearts  have  we. 

-}  The  fvmbob  of  thy  flefh  end  blood 
Will  (as  they  have  been  oft) 
With  unrelenting  hearts  be  view'd, 
Unlefs  thou  make  them  foft. 

4  DiiTclve  theie  rocks :  call  fort::  the  ftream  ; 
Make  ev'ry  eye  a  fluice  : 
Let  none  be  flow  to  weep  for  him. 
Who  wept  fc  n:<ueh  for  us, 

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And  while  we  mourn,  and  fing,  and  pray, 
And  feed  on  bread  and  wine, 

Lord,  let  thy  quick'ning  fpir't  convey 
The  fubflance  with  the  iign. 


VI. 

1  H  E  ^  H  E  bleft  memorials  of  thy  grief, 

JL       The  fuff  rings  and  thy  death, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive; 
But  would  receive  with  faith. 

2  The  tokens  fent  us  to  relieve 

Our  Spirits  when  they  droop, 

We  come  dear  Saviour,  to  receive ; 

But  would  receive  with  hope. 

3  The  pledges  thou  waft  pleas 'd  to  leave, 

Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive ; 
But  would  receive  with  love. 

4  Here  in  obedience  to  thy  word 

We  take  the  bread  and  wine ; 
The  utmofl  we  can  do,  dear  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increafe  our  faith  and  hope  and  love  j 

Lord,  give  us  all  that's  good. 
We  would  thy  full  falvation  prove, 
And  fhare  thy  flefii  and  blood. 

-_ 

i     T  O I  N  ev'ry  tongue  to  fing 
The  mercies  of  the  Lord, 
The  love  of  Chrift  our  King 
Let  ev'ry  heart  record. 
He  fav'd  us  from  the  wrath  of  God ; 
And  paid  our  ranfom  with  his  blood. 

2  What 


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3  What  wond'rous  grace  was  this  I 
We  finn'd  ;  and  jefes  died, 
He  wrought  the  righteoufnefs, 
And  we  were  juftified. 

W7e  ran  the  icore  to  lengths  extreme  ;. 

And  all  the  debt  was  charg'd  on  him.. 

3  Hell  was  our  juft  defert ; 
And  he  that  hell  endur'd. 
Guilt  broke  his  guiltlefs  heart 
W7ith  wrath  that  we  incurr'd. 

Webruis'd  his  bcdy,fpilt  his  blood  ;. 

And  both  became  our  heav'nly  food. 


H 


VIII. 

A I  L,  thou  bridegroom  bruis'd  to  death  ! 
Who  haft  the  Wine- Pre  fs  trod 
Of  th'  Almighty's  burning  wrath. 
Hail  flaughter'd  Lamb  of  God! 
Melt  our  hearts  with  love  like  thine, 
While  we  behold,  thee  on  the  tree, 
Sweetly  mourning  o'er  each  fign 
In  memory  of  thee. 

2  Hail,  thou  mighty  Saviour!  blcfir 

Before  the  world  began 
In  th'  eternal  Father's  breaft. 

Hail,  Son  of  God  and  man? 
Thee  we  hymn  in  humble  drains, 
And  to  receive  we  all  agree 

Thefe  bleft  fymbols*  of  thy  pains 

In  memory  of  thee. 

3  Break,  O  break  thefe  hearts  of  ftonc 

By  fome  endearing  word. 

Jefus,  come  ;  may  ev'ry  one 

Behold  his  fuiTring  Lord, 

-        THJ 


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Th'  -Holy  Ghoft  into  us  breathe. 
Held  us  to  take,  from  doubtings  free, 
Thefe  dear  tokens  of  thy  death 
In  memory  of  thee. 

4  Thou  our  great  Melchifedec, 

Bring'ft  forth  thy  bread  and  wine. 
Thou  haft  wrought  out  for  our  fake 

A  righteoufnefs  divine. 
Send  thy  ble/Iing  from  above, 
When  worms  partake,  fuch  worms  as  wc, 
Thefe  rich  pledges  of  thy  love 
In  memory  of  thee. 


IX. 

r   /"\  H  !  that  our  flinty  hearts  would  me!t, 
V_>/  While  to  remembrance,  Lord,  we  call 
Part  of  that  weight  which  thou  haft  felt, 
For  who  can  comprehend  it  all ! 

-2  Ye  finners,  while  thefe  fymbols  dear 
Prefent  your  fuff'ring  Lord  to  view, 
Drop  the  foft  tribute  of  a  tear  : 
For  he  fned  many  a  tear  for  you. 

3  In  the  fad  garden,  on  the  wood, 
His  body  bruis'd,  from  ev'ry  part, 
Pour'd  on  the  ground  a  purple  flood ; 
'Till  forrow  broke  his  tender  heart. 

4  Lord,  while  we  thus  fhew  forth  thy  death, 
O  fend  thy  Spirit  from  above  : 

Help  us  to  feed  on  Thee  by  faith ; 

And  figh,  and  ling,  and  mourn,  and  love. 

X. 


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X. 

i  TX7HEN  thro'  the  defart  vaft 

V  V       The  chofen  tribes  were  led, 
They  could  not  plow,  nor  till,  nor  fow  ; 
Yet  never  wanted  bread. 

1  Around  their  wand'ring  camp 

The  copious  manna  fell : 
Strew 'd  on  the  ground,  a  food  they  found  ; 
But  nx)hatt  they  could  not  tell. 

3  But  better  bread  by  far 

Is  now  to  Chriuians  giv'n  ; 
Poor  fmners  eat  immortal  meat, 
The  living  bread  from  heav'n* 

4  We  eat  the  flefh  of  Chrift  ; 
Who  is  the  bread  of  God. 

Their  food  was  coarfe,  compar'd  with  ours  : 
Tho'  theirs  was  angels  food. 


XL 

j    T     ORD,  fend  thy  Spirit  down 

A-J  On  babes  that  long  to  learn. 
Open  our  eyes ;  and  make  us  wife, 

Thy  body  to  difcern. 

2  'Tis  by  thy  word  we  live, 
And  not  by  bread  alone; 

The  word  of  truth  from  thy  Weft  mouth : 
O,  make  it  clearly  known. 

3  With  what  we  have  recciv'd 
Impart  thy  quick'ning  pow'r. 

We  would  be  fed  with  living  bread, 
And  live  forevermore. 

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XII. 

i   pITYa  helplefs  finner,  Lord, 

JL       Who  would  believe  thy  gracious  word; 
But  own  my  heart,  with  fhame  and  grief, 
Afiniv  of  fin  and  unbelief. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  houfe  I  read  there's  room  : 
Ana  vent'iing  hard  behold  I  come. 
But  can  there,  tell  me,  can  there  be, 
Among  thy  children  room  for  me  P 

3  I  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine  : 
But  oh  !  my  foul  wants  more  than  fign. 
I  faint;  unlefs  1  feed  on  Thee, 

Ana  drink  thy  blood  as  flied  for  me, 

4  For  fmner.s,  Lord,  thou  cam'ft  to  bleed: 
And  I'm  a  finner  vile  indeed! 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  grace  is  free  ; 
O,  magnify  thy  grace  in  me. 


XIII. 

i   {T\    How  good  our  gracious  God  is  I 
V^^  What  rich  feafts  does  he  provide  ! 
Bread  and  wine  to  feed  our  bodies: 
But  much  more  is  fignixied. 
All  his  fneep  (amazing  wonder  !) 
Feeds  he  with  his  fiefh  and  blood. 
Where's  the  pow'r  can  ever  fundef 
Souls  united  thus  to  God  ? 

2  When  we  take  the  facred  fymbcls 
Of  his  body,  bread  and  wine  ; 
While  the  heart  relents  and  trembles* 
We  rejoice  with  joy  divine. 

Jeius 


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Jefus  makes  the  weakeft  able  : 
Feeds  us  with  his  flefh  and  blood. 
Needy  beggars  at  his  table 
Are  the  welcome  guefts  of  God. 

Ceafe  thy  fears  then,  weak  believer. 
Jefus  Chrift  is  (till  the  fame, 
Yefterday,  to-day,  for  ever. 
Saviour  is  his  unclious  name. 
Lolinefs  of  heart  and  meeknefs 
To  the  bleeding  Lamb  belong. 
Truft  in  Him  ;  and  by  thy  weaknefs 
Thou  malt  prove  that  Chrift  is  ftrcng. 


XIV. 

i    QUfF'ring  Saviour,  Lamb  of  God, 
O   How  haft  thou  been  ufed ! 
With  th'  Almighty's  wrathful  rod 
Soul  and  body  bruifed  ! 

2  We,  for  whom  thou  once  waft  flain, 

We,  whofe  fins  did  pierce  thee, 
Now  commemorate  thy  pain, 
And  implore  thy  mercy. 

3  We  would  with  thee  fympathize 

In  thy  bitter  paflion  ; 
With  foft  hearts  and  weeping  eyes 
See  thy  great  falvation. 

4  Thine's  an  everlafting  love  : 

We  have  dearly  tri'd  thee. 
Whom  have  we  in  Hcav'n  above  ? 
Whom  on  earth  befide  Thee  ? 

-  What  can  helplefs  fmners  do, 
When  temptations  feize  us ! 
Nought  have  we  to  lo  k  unto, 
Eut  the  blood  of  Jefus. 

6  Pardon 


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6  Pardon  all  our  bafe.nefs,  Lord; 

All  our  weaknefs  pity. 
Guide  us  fafely  by  thy  word 
To  the  heav'nly  city. 

7  Oh !  fuflain  us  on  the  road 

Thro'  this  defart  dreary. 
Feed  us  with  thy  flefh  and  blood, 
When  we're  faint  and  weary. 

8  Bid  us  call  to  mind  thy  crofs 

Our  hard  hearts  to  for  ten. 
Often,  Saviour,  feaft  us  thus  ; 
For  we  need  it  often. 


XV. 

1  HH  H  E  tender  mercies  of  the  Lord 

JL       On  thofe  that  fear  his  name, 
For  ev'ry  thankful  tongue  afford 
An  everlafting  theme. 

2  He  pities  all,  that  feel  his  fear, 

When  wounded,  pain'd,  or  weak  : 
As  tender  mothers  grieve  to  hear 
Their  infants  moan,  when  fick. 

3  He  to  the  needy  and  the  faint 

His  mighty  aid  makes  known  ; 
And  when  their  languid  life  is  fpent, 
Supplies  it  with  his  own. 

4  The  body  in  his  bounty  (hares 

Suftain'd  with  corn  and  wine  : 
But  for  the  foul  himfelf  prepares 
A  banquet  more  divine. 

5  By  faith  receiv'd  his  flefh  and  blood 

Shall  life  eternal  give : 
For  he  that  eats  immortal  food 
Immortally  mult  live. 

P  XVI. 


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XVI. 

i  *V7T7HEN  Jefus  undertook 
V  V     To  refcue  ruin'd  man, 

The  realms  of  blifs  forfook, 

And  to  relieve  us  ran  ; 
He  fpar'd  no  pains,  dt  clin'd  no  load, 
Refolv'd  to  buy  us  with  his  blood. 

2  No  harm  commands  he  gave, 
No  hard  conditions  brought. 
He  came  to  feek  and  fave, 
And  pardon  ev'ry  fault. 

Foor  trembling  fmners  hear  his  call; 
They  come ;  and  he  forgives  them  alL 

3  When  thus  we're  reconcilM, 
He  fets  no  rig'rous  talks. 
His  yoke  is  foft  and  mild  ; 
For  love  is  ail  he  afks : 

Ev'n  that  from  him  we  firft  receive ; 
For  well  he  knows,  we've  none  to  give> 

4  This  pure  and  heav'nly  gift 
Within  our  hearts  to  move, 
The  dying  Saviour  left 
Thefe tokens  oi  his  lovt : 

Which  fecm  to  fa}-,  "  While  this  ye  do, 
"  Remember  him  that  died  for  you." 

XVII. 

i   r  f  "*  H  AT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 
JL       'I  he  Lamb  of  fmners  flam 
Did  almoft  with  his  lateft  breath 

This  folcrr.n  feaft  ordain. 
To  keep  thy  feaft,  Lord,  are  we  met; 

And  to  remember  Thee. 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 

Firms,  he  Hal, 

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£  Thy  fuff'rings,  Lord,  each  facred  fign 

To  our  remembrance  brings : 
We  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine ; 

Eat  think  on  nobler  things. 
O,  tune  our  tongues,  arid  let  in  frame 

Each  heart  that  pants  to  Thee, 
To  fing,  "  hofanna  to  the  Lamb, 

"  The  Lamb  that  died  for  me."  Hal. 


XVIII. 

2     T  E  S  U  S,  once  for  linners  flain,  Hal. 

J    From  the  dead  was  rais'd  again  ; 
And  in  heav  n  is  now  fet  down 
With  his  lather  in  his  throne. 


There  he  reigns  a  King  fupreme. 
We  (hall  alio  reign  with  Him. 
Feeble  fouls,  be  not  difmay'd : 
Trull:  in  his  almighty  aid. 


And  his  blood  hath  waili'd  us  clean. 

Fear  not ;  he  is  ever  near  : 

Now,  ev'n  now,  he's  with  us  here, 

4  Thus  anembling  we  by  faith, 
Till  he  come,  fhew  forth  his  death, 
Of  his  body  bread's  the  iign  : 
And  we  drink  his  blood  in  wine. 

5  Bread  thus  broken  aptly  fhews 
How  his  body  God  did  bruife, 
When  the  grape's  rich  blood  we  fee. 
Lord,  we  then  remember  thee. 

6  Saints  on  Earth,  with  faints  above, 
Celebrate  his  dying  love. 

P  2  And 


{  i66  ) 

And  let  cv'ry  ranfom'd  foul 
Sound  his  praife  from  pole  to  pole. 


VTX. 

i   T^xHE  God,  that  firft  us  chofe, 

JL       Th' eternal  Father  praife. 
What  wond'rous  bounties  lie  bellows  ! 
And  by  what  wond'rous  ways  ! 

His  creatures  all  are  nll'd, 
By  him,  with  proper  food  : 
But  O  !  he  gives  to  ev'ry  child 
His  Son's  own  fiefh  and  blood. 

Here  hungry  fouls  appear, 
And  eat  celeftial  bread. 
The  needy  beggar  banquets  here, 
With  royal  dainties  tzd. 

Here  thirfty  fouls  approach, 
And  drink  immortal  wine. 
The  entertainment  is  forfuch, 
Frepar'd  by  grace  divine. 

God  bids  us  bring  no  price, 
Thefeait  is  furnihYd  free  : 
His  bounteous  hand  the  poor  fupplics, 
And  who  more  poor  than  we  r 

His  Spirit  from  above 
Our  Father  fends  us  down  : 
And  looks  with  everlaihng  love 
On  all  .hat  love  the  Son. 


XX. 

j  "^XTHAT  creatures  befide 
V  V      Are  favour'd  like  us  ? 
Forgiven,  fupply'd, 
And  ban  queued  thus. 


By 


(  i67 

By  God  our  good  father : 
Who  gave  us  his  Son  ; 
And  fent  him  to  gather 
His  children  in  one  ? 

Salvation's  of  God, 
Th'  effect  of  free  grace 
Upon  us  bellow 'd 
Before  the  world  was. 
God  from  everlafting 
Be  bleft  ;  and  again 
Bleft  to  everlafting, 
Amen,  and  amen. 


XXI. 
Before  Preaching.     2  Hymns. 

1  /^\  N  C  E  more  we  come  before  our  God  5 
\^Jr   Once  more  his  blefTmg  afk, 

O,  may  not  duty  feem  a  load  ! 
Nor  worfnip  prove  a  talk. 

2  Father,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  fend 

From  heav  n  in  Jem's  name, 
To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  fouls  in  frame. 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honcft  heart ; 
Hoard  up  the  precious  treafure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

f  To  feek  thee  all  our  hearts  difpofe, 
To  each  thy  bleffings  fuit. 
And  let  the  feed  thy  fervarit  lows 
Produce  a  copious  fruits, 

P  %  z  B'A 


(  1 68  ) 

5  Bid  the  refreshing  north  wind,  wake  ; 

Say  to  the  fouth  wind,  blow  : 
Let  ev'ry  plant  the  pow'r  partake, 
And  all  the  garden  grow. 

6  Revive  the  parch'd  with  heav'nly  fliow'rs 

The  coid  with  warmth  divine. 
And  as  the  benefit  is  ours, 
Be  all  the  glory  thine. 


XXII. 

i   HP  H  E  good  hand  of  God 
JL     Has  brought  us  again 
(A  favour  beftow'd, 
We  hope  not  in  vain) 
To  hear  from  our  Saviour 
The  word  cf  his  gmce. 
Then  be  our  behaviour 
Becoming  the  place. 

2  Remember  the  ends 
For  which  we  are  met. 
Alas !  my  dear  friends, 
We're  apt  to  forget. 

The  motives  that  brought  us 
T  he  Lord  only  fees : 
But  if  he  has  taught  us, 
Our  ends  fnould  be  thefe. 

3  To  worfliip  the  Lord 
With  praife  and  with  pray'r, 
To  pra&ife  his  word, 

As  well  as  to  hear. 

To  own  with  contrition 

The  deeds  we  have  done  ;  «, 

And  take  the  remifiion, 

Gcd  gives  in  his  Son, 

a.  Bfeft 


(  i«9  ) 

Bleft  Spirit  of  Chrift, 

Defcend  on  us  thus. 

Thy  Servant  aiiiil  : 

Teach  him  to  teach  us. 

O  fend  us  thy  unclion, 

To  teach  us  all  good  ; 

And  touch  with  compunction  ; 

And  fprinkle  with  blood. 


XXIII. 

The  Fear  of  the  Lord.     3  Hymns. 

1  HP'H  E  fear  of  the  Lord 

X     Our  days  will  prolong  ; 
In  trouble  afford 
A  confidence  ftrong  * 
Will  keep  us  from  finning  ; 
Will  profper  our  ways  ; 
And  is  the  beginning        * 
Of  wifdom  and  grace. 

2  The  fear  of  the  Lord 
Preferves  us  from  death  ;. 
Enforces  his  wrord  ; 
Enlivens  our  faith. 

It  regulates  paffion  ; 
And  helps  us  to  quell 
The  dread  of  damnation 
And  terrors  of  hell. 

3  The  fear  of  the  Lord 

Is  foundnefs  and  health  y 
A  treafure  well  ftor'd 
With  heavenly  wealth ; 
A  fence  againft  evil ; 
Ey  which  we  refill 
World,  fleih,  and  the  devil  $ 
And  imitate  Chrift, 

4  The 


(  >7o  ) 

4  The  fear  of  the  Lord 
Is  clean  and  approv'd  ; 
Makes  Satan  abhorr'd, 
And  Jefus  belov'd. 
It  conquers  by  weakness  : 
Is  proof  againft  ftrife  ; 
A  cordial  in  ficknefs ; 
A  fountain  of  life. 


5  The  fear  of  the  Lord 
Is  lowly  and  meek  ; 
The  happy  reward 
Cf  all  that  Him  feek  : 
They  only  that  fair  him 
The  truth  can  difcern  ; 
For  living  fo  near  him 
His  fecrets  they  learn. 

6  The  fear  of  the  Lord 
His  mercy  makes  dear, 
His  Judgments  ador'd, 
His  rightecufnefs  clear.. 
Without  its  frefh  flavour 
In  knowlege  there's  fault, 
In  doctrines  r.o  favour, 
In  duties  no  fait. 

7  The  fear  of  the  Lord 
Confirms  a  good  hope* 
By  this  are  rcilor'd 
The  fenfes  that  droop. 
The  deeper  it  reaches, 
The  more  the  foul  thrives* 
It  gives  what  it  teaches, 
And  guards  what  it  gives. 


S  The 


(  i7*   ) 

The  fear  of  the  Lord 
Forbids  us  to  yield. 
It  fharpens  our  Avord, 
And  ftrengthens  our  fliield. 
Then  cry  we  to  heaven, 
With  one  loud  accord, 
That  to  us  be  given 
The  fear  of  the  Lord. 


XXIV. 

i    TTAPPY  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
JlJL  They  from  the  paths  of  fin  depart 
Rejoice,  and  tremble  at  his  word, 
Aud  hide  it  deep  within  their  heart. 

2  They  in  his  mercy  hope,  thro'  grace  ; 
Revere  his  judgments,  not  contemn. 
In  pleafing  him  their  pleafure's  plac'd  j 
And  his  delight  is  plac'd  in  them. 

3  This  fear,  a  rich  and  endlefs  ftore, 
Freferves  the  foul  from  pois'nous  pride. 
The  heart  that  wants  this  fear,  is  poor, 
Whatever  it  pofTefs  befide. 

4  This  treafure  was  by  Chrift  poiTefl. 
In  this  his  underflanding  ftood. 
And  ev'ry  one  that's  with  it  blefr, 
Has  free  redemption  in  his  blood. 


XXV. 

TH  E  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
In  ev'ry  fcate  are  bleit. 
The  Lord  will  grant,  wkatfeter  they  want. 
Their  fouls  fhall  dwell  at  reir. 


2  His 


( i72  r 

2  PI  is  fecrcts  they  (ball  fliare ; 

His  covenant  fhall  learn  : 
Guided  by  grace,  (hall  walk  his  ways, 
And  heav  nly  truths  difcern. 

3  He  pities  all  their  griefs  ; 

When  linking,  makes  them  fwim* 
He  dries  their  tears,  relieves  their  fears  $ 
And  bids  them  trail  in  him. 

4  In  his  remembrance-book 
The  Saviour  fcts  them  down, 

Accounting  each,  a  jewel  rich  ; 
And  calls  them  all  his  own. 

5  This  fear's  the  Spir't  of  faith  ; 
A  confidence  that's  lirong; 

An  uncluous  light,  to  all  that's  right, 
A  bar  to  all  that's  wrong* 

(f      It  gives  religion  life 

To  warm  as  well  as  light  ; 
Makes  mercy  fweet,  falvation  great, 
And  ail  God's  judgments  right. 


XXVI. 

/  nvil'lfng  of  Mercy  and  of  Judgment.   Pfalm  CI.  I , 

i       rTPHY  mercy,  Lord,  we  praife  : 
JL     Of  judgment  too  we  ling  : 
For  all  the  riches  of  thy  grace 
Our  grateful  tribute  bring. 

-3       Mercy  may  jaftly  claim 
A  dinner's  thankful  voice  : 
And  judgment  joining  in  the  theme, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy 


(  i73  ) 

3  Thy  mercies  bid  us  truft  ; 

Thy  judgments  ftrike  with  awe  : 
We  fear  the  laft,  we  blefs  the  firft  ; 
And  love  thy  righteous  law. 

4  Who  can  thy  ads  exprefs  ? 
Or  trace  thy  wond'rous  ways  ? 

How  glorious  is  thy  holinefs  1 
How  terrible  thy  praiie ! 

5  Thy  goodnefs  how  immenfe 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ! 

Thy  love  furpaffes  thought  or  fenfe; 
And  always  is  the  fame. 

6  Thy  judgments  are  too  deep 
For  reafon's  line  to  found. 

Thy  tender  mercies  to  thy  fheep 
No  bottom  know,  nor  bound. 


XXVII. 

Characters  and  Offices  of  Chrifl. 

1  f^  HRIST  is  th'  eternal  Reck, 

V_^  On  which  his  church  is  built  ;   ■ 
The  Shepherd  of  his  little  flock  ; 

The  Lamb  that  took  our  guilt  ; 

Cur  Counfcllor  ;   our  Guide  ; 

Our  Brother,  and  our  Friend  ; 
The  Bridegroom  of  his  chofen  bride^, 

Who  loves  her  to  the  end. 

2  He  is  the  Son  to  free  ; 
The  Bijkop  he  to  blefs  ; 

1  he  full  Propitiation  he  ; 
The  Lord  our  Right 'soufnefs  ; 


(  '74) 

His  body's  glorious  Head  ; 
Our  Advocate  that  pleads  ; 
Our  Prie/i  that  pray  d,  aton'd,  and  bled, 
And  ever  intercedes. 

Let  all  obedient  fouls 

Their  grateful  tribute  bring; 
Submit  to  Jefu's  righteous  rules, 

And  bow  before  their  King. 

Our  Prophet  Chrift  expounds 

His  and  our  Father's  will. 
This  good  Phyficia?i  cures  our  wounds 

With  tendernefs  and  Ikill. 

When  fin  had  fadly  made 

'Twixt  wrath  and  mercy  ftrife  : 
Cur  dear  Redeemer  dearly  paid 

Our  ranfom  with  his  life. 

Faith  gives  the  full  releafe  ; 

Our  Surety  for  us  itood  : 
The  Mediator  made  the  peace, 

And  fign'd  it  with  his  blood. 

Soldiers,  your  Captain  own. 

Domeitics,  ferve  your  Lord. 
Sinners,  the  Saviour's  love  make  known. 

Saints,  hymn  th'  incarnate  Word ; 

The  Whnejs  fure  and  true 

Of  God's  good  will  to  men, 
The  Alpha  and  th'  Omega  too, 

The  firft  and  laft  Amen, 

Poor  pilgrims  (hall  not  ftray. 
Who  frighted  flee  from  wrath  : 
A  bleeding  Jefus  is  the  ttkry  ; 
And  blood  tracks  all  the  path. 


Chriftians 


(  w  ) 

Chriftians  in  Chrift  obtain 
The  Truth  that  can't  deceive. 
And  never  mall  they  die  again, 
Who  in  the  Life  believe. 


XXVIII. 
Praife  for  Creation  and  Redemption. 

WHILE  heav'nly  holts  their  anthems  fmg, 
In  realms  above  the  Iky, 
Let  worms  of  earth  their  tribute  bring, 

And  laud  the  Lord  molt  high. 
In  thankful  notes  your  voices  raife, 

Ye  ranfom'd  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  fing  th'  eternal  Father's  praife, 
The  God  by  all  ador'd. 

All  creatures  to  his  bounty  owe 

Their  being  and  their  breath  : 
But  greateft  gratitude  mould  flow 

In  men  redeem 'd  from  death. 
His  only  Son  he  deign'd  to  give ; 

(What  love  this  gift  declares !) 
And  all  that  in  the  Son  believe, 

Eternal  life  is  theirs. 


XXIX. 

Put  on  the  (whole  armour  of  God*     Eph.  vi.  1 1» 

l   /^  I R  D  thy  loins  up,  Chnftian  foldier, 
\JX  Lo  !  thy  Captain  calls  thee  out ; 
Let  the  danger  make  thee  bolder  ; 
War  in  v/eaknefs ;  dare  in  doubt, 

Q^  Eucjde 


(  '7«> 

Buckle  on  thy  heav'nly  armour  : 
Patch  up  no  inglorious  peace  : 

Let  thy  courage  wax  the  warmer, 
As  thy  foes  and  fears  increafe. 

2  Bind  thy  golden  girdle  round  thee, 

Truth  to  keep  thee  firm  and  tight  $ 
Never  fhall  the  foe  confound  thee, 

While  the  truth  maintains  thy  fight* 
Righteoufnefs  within  thee  rooted 

May  appear  to  take  thy  part  ; 
But  let  righteoufnefs  imputed 

Ee  the  breafl-plate  of  thy  heart, 

3  Shod  with  gofpel-preparation 

In  the  paths  of  promife  tread. 
Let  the  hope  of  free  falvation, 

As  a  helmet,  guard  thy  head. 
When  befet  with  various  evils 

Wield  the  Spirit's  two-edg'd  fword: 
Cut  thy  way  thro'  hofts  of  devils; 

While  they  fall  before  the  word, 

4  But  when  dangers  elofer  threaten  ; 

And  thy  foul  draws  near  to  death  ; 
When  allaulted  fore  by  Satan, 

Then  object  the  fhield  of  faith  : 
Fiery  darts  of  fierce  temptations, 

Intercepted  by  thy  God, 
There  mail  lofe  their  force  in  patience, 

Sheath'd  in  love,  and  quench'd  in  blood. 

£  Tho'  to  fpeak  thou  be  not  able, 
Always  pray,  and  never  reft. 
Pray  Ys  a  weapon  for  the  feeble  : 
•Weaken1  fouls  can  wield  it  belt. 


Ever 


(  '77) 

Ever  on  thy  Captain  calling, 

Make  thy  worii  condition  known. 

He  lhall  hold  thee  up  when  falling  ; 
Or  fhall  lift  thee  up  when  down. 


D 


XXX. 
Befertion. 

E  E  P  in  "a  cold,  a  joylefs  cell, 
A  doleful  gulph  of  gloomy  care  ! 
Where  difmal  doubts  and  darkoefs  dwell, 
The  dang'rous  brink  of  black  defpair; 
Chili'd  by  the  icy  damps  of  death 
1  feel  no  firm  fupport  of  faith. 

£  How  can  a  bnrden'd  cripple  rife  ? 

How  can  a  fetter'd  captive  flee  ? 
Ah!  Lord,  direct  my  wifhful  eyes  ; 

And  let  me  look,  ?,t  lerfr,  to  thee. 
Alas !   my  finking  Spirits  droop. 
I  fcarce  perceive  a  glimpfe  of  hope. 

3  Extend  thy  mercy,  gracious  God. 

Thy  quickening  Spir:t  vouchfafe  to  fend  ; 
Apply  the  reconciling  blood ; 

And  kindly  call  thy  foe  thy  friend  : 
Or  if  rich  cordials  thou  deny  ; 
Let  patience  comfort's  place  fupply. 

4  Let  hope  furvive,  tho'  dampt  by  doubt ; 

Do  thou  defend  my  fhatter'd  fhield. 
Oh  !  let  me  never  quite  give  out. 

Help  me  to  keep  the  bloody  field. 
Lord,  look  upon  th'  unequal  ftrife. 
Delay  not,  kit  I  lofe  my  life, 

Qjl  XXXI, 


s 


( 178 ) 

XXXI. 

ChriiVs  Refurreclion.     4  Hymns. 

EE  from  the  dungeon  of  the  dead 
Our  great  deliverer  rife  ; 
While  conqueit  wreaths  his  heav'nly  head. 
And  glory  glads  his  eyes. 

2  The  ftruggling  hero,  flrong  to  fave, 

Did  all  our  mis'ries  bear 
Down  to  the  chambers  of  the  grave ; 
And  ieft  the  burden  there. 

3  See,  how  the  well-pleas'd  angel  rolls 

The  {tone ;  and  opes  the  pris'n. 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  fin-fick  fouls  ; 
And  ting,  The  Lad  is  ris'n. 

4  No  more  indictments  juftice  draws; 

It  fets  the  foul  at  large. 
Our  furety  undertook  the  caufe  ; 
And  faith's  a  full  difehargc. 

5  To  fave  us,  our  Red  emer  died  ; 

To  juftify  us,  rofe. 
Where's  the  condemning  pow'r  befide 
Has  right  to  interpofe  ? 

6  The  Lord  is  ris'n,  thou  trembling  foul  :  * 

Let  fears  no  more  confound. 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  from  pole  to  pole 
The  Lord  is  ris'n  refound. 


XXXII. 

I    T>  Eliever,  lift  thy  drooping  head  ; 
JL-J   Thy  Saviour  has  the  vict'ry  gain'cL 
See  all  thy  foes  in  triumph  kd  j 
-  And  everlafting  life  obtain'd. 

2  God 


(  '79  ) 

2  God  from  the  grave  has  rais'd  his  Son. 
The  pow'rs  of  darknefs  are  defpoiFd. 
Juftice  declares  the  work  is  done, 

*  And  God  and  man  are  reconcil'd. 

3  Lo  !  the  Redeemer  leaves  the  tomb  : 
See  the  triumphant  hero  rife  ; 

His  mighty  arms  their  ftrength  refurae ; 
And  ccnqueft  fparkles  in  his  eyes. 

4  Death  his  death's  wound  has  now  receiv'd  ; 
An  end  of  fin's  entirely  made, 

Prisoners  of  hope  are  quite  repriev'd, 
And  ail  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid. 

5  Chriftians,  for  whom  the  Lord  was  flain, 
Give  him  the  purchafe  of  his  blood. 

Let  fin  no  longer  in  you  reign, 
But  dedicate  your  fouls  to  God. 

6.  Earth's  empty  toys  no  more  efteerrft 
Your  minds  from  worldly  things  remove. 
Let  your  affections  rife  with  him, 
And  fet  your  hearts  on  things  above. 


XXXIII. 

CHriftians,  difmifs  your  fear  ; 
Let  hope  and  joy  fucceed. 
The  great  good  r'ews  with  gladnefs  hear. 

The  Lord  is  ris'n  indei  d. 
The  fliades  of  death  withdrawn. 
His  eyes  their  beams  difblay. 
So  wakes  the  fun  when  rofy  dawn 
Unbars  the  gates  of  day. 


CU  2  Tho 


(  iSo} 

The  promife  is  fulfilled, 

Salvation's  work  is  done. 
Juiiice  with  mercy's  reconcil'd  : 

And  God  has  rais'd  his  Son. 

He  quits  the  dark  abode, 

From  all  corruption  free. 
The  holy,  harmlefs  child  of  God 

Cculd  no  corruption  fee. 

Angels  with  faints  above 

The  rifixig  Victor  fing  : 
A.nd  all  the  blifsful  feats  of  love 

With  loud  hofannas  ring. 

Ye  pilgrims  too  below, 

Your  hearts  and  voices  raife. 
Let  ev'ry  brealt  with  gladnefs  glow 

And  ev'ry  mouth  fing  praife. 

My  foul,  thy  Saviour  laud  ; 

Who  ail  thy  forrows  bore. 
Who  died  for  fm  ;  but  lives  to  God 

And  lives  to  die  no  more. 

His  death  procur'd  thy  peace. 

His  refarrcCtion's  thine. 
Eelieve  ;  receive  the  full  releafe  : 

'Tis  fio-n'd  with  blood  divine. 


XXXIV. 

i   T  TlVifmg  from  the  darkforae  tomb 
I^J    See  the  victorious  Jcfus  come  .' 
Th5  Almighty  Pfis 'ner  quits  the  pris'n  : 
And  angels  tell,  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 

Angels,  angels,  angels,  angels,    angels   tell   the 
Lord  is  ris  n. 


2  Ye  guilty  fouls  that  groan  and  grieve, 
Jicar  the  glad  tidings ;  hear,  and  live. 


God\ 


(   'Si   } 

GoJ's  righteous  law  is  fatisfied : 
And  juitice  now  is  on  your  iide. 
Juftice,  juitice,  &c. 

3  Your  furety,  thus  releas'd  by  God, 
Pleads  the  rich  ranfom  of  his  blood. 
No  new  demand,  no  bar  remains ; 
But  mercy  now  triumphant  reigns. 

Mercy,  mercy,  Sec. 

4  Believers,  hail  your  rifing  head; 
The  firtl  begotten  from  the  dead. 
Your  refurreCtion's  fure  thro'  His, 
To  endiefs  life,  and  boundlefs  biifs. 

Endiefs,  endiefs,  See. 


XXXV. 
Chrift's  Afcenfion.     2  Hymns. 

1  1VT  O  W  for  a  tlieme  of  thankful  praife, 
1S\      To  tune  the  ftamm'rer's  tongue. 
Chriftians,  your  hearts  and  voices  raife> 

And  join  the  joyful  fong. 

2  The  Lord's  afcended  up  on  high, 

Deck'd  with  refplendent  wounds ; 
While  fhouts  of  vicVry  rend  the  iky  : 
And  heav'n  with  joy  refounds. 

3  See,  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

Thro'  all  th'  etherial  plains, 
The  pow'rs  of  darknefs  captive  led; 
The  Draggon  dragg'd  in  chains. 

4  Y'  eternal  gates  your  leaves  unfold ; 

Receive  the  conqu'ring  King. 
Ye  angels,  ftrike  your  harps  of  gold; 
And  faints,  triumphant  fiog. 

5  Sinners, 


f  182 ) 

5  Sinners,  rejoice  ;  be  died  hrj/ou; 

For  jo  v  prepares  a  place ; 
Sends  down  his  Spir't  to  guide  you  thro', 
With  ev'ry  gift  and  grace. 

6  His  blood,  which  did  your  fins  atone, 

For  your  falvation  plead? ; 
And  feated  on  his  Father's  throne, 
He  reigns,  and  intercedes. 


■J 


XXXVI 

E  S  U  S  oui  triumphant  head, 


kis'n  victorious  from  the  dead, 
To  the  realms  of  glory's  gone, 
To  afcend  his  rightful  throne. 

2  Cherubs  on  the  conqu'ror  gaze. 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze. 
Each  bright  order  of  the  iky, 
Hail  him,  as  he  paffes  by. 

3  Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet; 
See  their  en'mies  at  his  feet. 

By  his  fears  his  toils  are  view'd, 
And  his  garments  roli'd  in  blood. 

4  Ileav'n  it's  King  congratulates; 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates. 
Angels  fongs  of  vicY'ry  ling  ; 
All  the  blifsful  regions  ring. 

5  Sinners,  join  the  heav'nly  pow'rs: 
For  redemption  all  is  ours. 
None  but  burden  d  miners  prove 
Blood-bougLt  pardon,  dying  love. 


Hah 


6  KaiL 


(  1*3  ) 

6  Mail,  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord; 
Holy  Lamb,  incarnate  word! 
Hail,  thou  fuff'ring  Son  of  God! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood. 


XXXVII. 

The  Gofpel. 

i    13  EPENT,  ye  fons  of  men,  repent, 
XV  Hear  the  good  tidings  God  has  fent, 
Of  linners  fav'd,  and  fins  forgiv'n, 
And  beggars  rais'd,  to  reign  in  heav'n. 

Beggars,  beggars,  beggars,  beggars,  beggars  rais'd 
to  reign  in  heav'n. 

2  God  fent  his  Son  to  die  for  us, 
Die  to  redeem  us  from  the  curfe. 

He  took  our  weaknefs  bore  our  ioad  ; 
And  dearly  bought  us  with  his  blood. 
Dearly,  dearly,  &c. 

3  In  guilt's  dark  dungeon  when  we  lay  ; 
Mercy  cried,  "/pare  ,•"  andjuiiice,  '« flay" 
But  Jefus  anfwer'd,  "  fet  them  free  : 

"  And  prrdon  them  ;  and  puniih  me  ;* 
Pardon,  pardon,  &c. 

4  Salvation  is  of  God  alone  ; 
Life  everlafting  in  his  Son  : 

And  he,  that  gave  his  Son  to  bleed, 
Will  freely  give  us  all  we  need. 
Freely,  freely,  &c. 

5  Believe  the  gofpel  and  rejoice. 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  chearful  voice. 
His  goodnefs  praile;  his  wonders  tell, 
Who  ranfom'd  all  our  fouls  from  hell. 
Ranfom'd,  ranfom'd,  &c. 

XXXVIII. 


.[ 


(  i?4  ) 
XXXVIII. 

True,  and  Falfe  Faith. 

i        T?  A I  T  H's  a  convincing  proof; 
X       A  fubilance  found  and  fure  : 
That  keeps  the  foul  fecur'd  enough ; 
But  makes  it  not  fecure. 

2  Notion's  the  harlot's  teft, 
By  which  the  truth's  revil'd  : 

The  child  offsmcy  finely  dreft  ; 
But  not  the  living  child. 

3  Faith  is  by  knowledge  fed  ; 
And  with  obedience  mixt. 

Notion  is  empty,  cold,  and  dead: 
And  fancy's  never  fixt. 

fT.      True  faith's  the  life  of  God, 
Deep  in  the  heart  it  lies. 
It  lives,  and  labours  under  load; 
Tho'  dampt,  it  never  dies. 

5  A  weak'ning,  emptying  grace: 
That  makes  us  ftrong  and  full, 

Falfe  faith,  tho'  ftout  and  full  in  face, 
Weakens  and  ftarves  the  foul. 

6  Opinions  in  the  head 
True  faith  as  far  excels  ; 

As  body  differs  from  a  (hade, 
Or  kernels  from  the  fhells. 

7  To  fee  good  bread  or  wine 
Is  not  to  eat  or  drink; 

So  fome,  who  hear  the  word  divine, 
Do  not  believe,  but  think* 

8  True 


True  faith  refines  the  heart ; 
And  purifies  with  blood  : 
Takes  the  whole  gofpely-not  a  part; 
And  holds  the  tear  of  God. 


XXXIX. 
Sicknefs.     2  Hymns, 


L 


To  Thee  my  foul  in  fecret  moans. 
My  body's  weak,  my  heart's  unclean. 
I  pine  with  fickneis  j  and  with  fin. 

My  ltrength  decays ;  my  fpirits  droop. 
Bow'd  down  with  guilt,  I  can't  lock  up. 
I  lofe  my  life  ;  I  lote  my  io  j!  ; 
Except  thy  mercy  makes  we  whole. 

Thou  know'ft  what  'tis,  Lord  to  be  lick  : 
And,  tho'  Almighty,  haft  been  weak. 
Sin  thou  had'ft  none  ;    and  yet  didft  die 
For  guilty  iinners,  fuch  as  I. 

Sin's  rankling  fores  my  foul  corrode. 
Oh  !  heal  them  with  thy  balmy  blood. 
And  if  thou  doft  my  health  reftore ; 
Lord,  let  me  ne'er  oiFend  Thee  more. 

Or  if  I  never  more  muft  rife ; 
Put  death's  cold  hand  muft  clofe  my  eyes, 
Fardon  my  fins  :    and  take  me  home. 
O  come,  Lord  Jefus,  quickly  come. 


XL. 

i   T  ~K  THEN  pining  ficknefs  waftes  the  Frame, 
V  V     Acute  difeafe,  or  tiring  pain  ; 
When  life  faft  fpends  her  feeble  Flame, 
And  all  the  help  of  man  proves  vain  \ 

2  Joy 


(  i8«) 

2  Joylefs  and  flat  all  things  appear ; 
The  fpir'ts  are  languid,  thin  the  Be^  ; 
Med'cines  can't  eafe,  nor  cordials  chear  3 
Nor  food  fupport,  nor  fleep  refrelh  : 

3  Then,  then,  to  have  recourfe  to  God: 
To  pour  a  pray'r  in  time  of  need  ; 
And  feel  the  balm  of  Jefu's  blood, 
This  is  to  find  a  friend  indeed. 

4  And  this,  O  Chriftian,  is  thy  lot, 
Who  cleavell  to  the  Lord  by  faith. 
He'll  never  leave  thee  (doubt  it  not) 
In  pain,  in  ficknefs,  or  in  death. 

5  When  flefh  decays  ;  and  heart  thus  fails  \ 
He  fhall  thy  ftrength  and  portion  be  : 
Shall  take  thy  weaknefs,  bear  thy  ails  ? 
And  foftly  whifper,  "  trull  in  Me." 

6  Himfelf  fhall  be  thy  helping  friend  j 
Thy  good  phyiician  ;  nay,  thy  nurfe: 
To  make  thy  bed  fhall  condefcend. 
And  from  th'  affliction  take  the  curfe. 

7  Should'ft  thou  a  moment's  abfence  mourn ; 
Should  feme  fiiort  darknefs  intervene  ; 
Vie:\l  give  thee  pow'r,  till  light  return, 
To  trull  him,  with  the  cloud  between. 


XLI. 

Death.     3  Hymns. 

j   "\Z  E  fons  of  men,  the  warning  take, 
X      A  moment  brings  us  all  to  duft. 
Awake  from  fin  ;  from    floth  awake. 
Reflect  in  what  you  put  your  truil. 


2  Life 


(  *87  ) 

2  Lite  is  a  lilly,  fair  to-day ; 
To-morrow  into  th'  oven  thrown. 
Health  foon  will  fail,  and  ftrength  decay, 
No  help  in  pow'r  ;  in  riches  none. 

3  Ah !  what  avails  the  pompous  pall  ? 
The  fable  ftoles  *,  the  plumed  herfe? 
To  rot  within  fome  facred  wall; 

Or  wound  a  ftone  with  lying  verfe  ? 

4  'Tis  deftin'd,  all  men  once  muft  die, 
And  after  death  receive  their  doom. 
Then  whither  will  th'  ungodly  fly  ? 
Or  thofe  who  carelefsly  pre  fume  ? 

5  BielTed  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  die, 
Their  bodies  wait  redemption's  day  j 
And  fleep  in  peace,  where'er  they  lie, 

6  Where  is  thy  vicl'ry  ;  where  thy  fting, 
Thou  grielly  King  of  terrors,  death ; 
We  worms  defy  thee,  while  we  fing; 
And  trample  on  thy  pow'r  by  faith. 

*  Black  robes. 

XLII. 

i   T  TAIN  man,  thy  fond  purfuits  forbear. 
V       Repent.     Thy  end  is  nigh. 
Death  at  the  fartheft  can't  be  far. 
Oh !  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Refled;  thou  haft  a  foul  to  fave. 

Thy  fins  ;  how  high  they  mount ! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  Hands  that  dark  account  ? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defence. 

Iiis  time  there's  none  can  tell. 
He'll  in  a  moment  call   hee  hence, 
To  heaven  j  or  to  hell. 

R  4  Thy 


I  til ) 

4  Thy  fletn,  perhaps  thy  chiefelt  care, 

Shall  crawling  worms  confume  : 
But  ah  !  deftruction  ftops  not  there; 
Sifo  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day,  the  gofpel  calls,  to-day  : 

Sinners,  it  fpeaks  to  you. 
Let  ev'ry  one  forfake  his  way, 
And  mercy  will  enfue; 

6  Rich  mercy,  dearly  bought  with  blood  j 

How  vile  foe'er  he  be ; 
Abundant  pardon,  peace  with  God; 
Allgiv 'n  entirely  free. 


XLIII. 

i        ~\Z  E  bold  blaipheming  fouls, 

JL     Whofe  ccnfcience  nothing  fcares  3 
Ye  carnal  cold  profeffing  fools, 
Whofe  date's  as  bad  as  theirs ; 

2  Ye  ftrong  deluded  lights, 

I  lofe  faith's  too  ftout  to  pray  ; 
And  ye,  whom  proud  perfection  cheats,, 
As  free  from  lin  as  they  ; 

3  The  awful  change,  not  far, 
Difiblves  each  golden  dream  : 

Death  will  diftinguifh  what  you  arc^ 
From  what  you  only  feem. 

4  Repent,  or  you're  undone ; 
And  pray  to  God  with  fpeed. 

Perhaps  the  truth  may  yet  be  known ; 
And  make  you  free  indeed. 

5  The  hour  of  death  draws  nigh. 
'Tis  time  to  drop  the  mafk. 

Fall  at  the  feet  of  Chrift,  and  cry. 


lie  gives  to  all  that  aik. 


6  Good 


f  189 ) 

Good  Shepherd  of  the  fhcep, 
Abolifher  of  death, 
O,  give  us  all  repentance  deep, 
Aad  purifying  faith, 


XLIV. 
4  Funeral  Hymns. 

THE  fpi'ritsofthejuft, 
Confin'd  in  bodies,  groan; 
'Till  death  coniigns  the  corpie  to  dull ; 
And  then  the  conflict's  done. 

Jefus,  who  came  to  fave, 
The  Lamb  for  fmners  flam, 
Perfum'd  the  chambers  of  the  grave  j 
And  made  ev'n  death  our  gain. 

Why  fear  we  then  to  trail 
The  place,  where  Jefus  lav  ? 

In  quiet  refts  our  brother's  daft : 
And  thus  it  feems  to  fay. 
**  Forbear,  my  friends,  to  weep, 
"   Since  death  has  loft  its  inng. 

<s  Thofe  Chriftians,  that  in  Jefus  fleep, 
"  Cur  God  will  with  him  brins." 


This  mefiage  then  receive  ; 
And  grief  indulge  no  more  : 
Return  to  work  awhile;  believe  ; 
And  wait  the  welcome  hour. 


XLV. 

SONS  of  God  by  blcfl  adoption, 
View  the  dead  with  Heady  eyes. 
What  is  fown  thus  in  corruption, 
Shall  in  incorruption  rife. 

Pv  z  Whet 


(   i  i;o  ) 

What  is  fo ;vn  in  death's  dimonour, 
Shall  revive   to  glory's  light. 
What  is  Town  in  this  weak  manner, 
Shall  be  rais'd  in  matchlefs  might. 

a  Earthly  cavern,  to  thy  keeping 
We  commit  our  brother 's  duft. 
Keep  it  fafdy,  foftly  fleeping ; 
'Till  our  Lord  demand  thy  truft. 
Sweetly  fiecp,  dear  faint,  in  Jefus. 
Thou,  with  us,  fhalt  wake  from  death,  - 
Hold  he  cannot,  tho'  he  feize  us : 
We  his  pow'r  defy  by  faith. 

3  Jefus,  thy  rich confolations 
To  thy  mourning  people  fend. 
May  we  all,  with  faith  and  patience., 
Wait  for  our  approaching  end. 
Keep  from  courage  vain  or  vaunted. 
For  our  change  our  hearts  prepare. 
Give  us  confidence  undaunted, 
Chearful  hope,  and  godly  fear. 


XLVI. 

i   /~1  Hriftians,  view  this  folemn  fcene 
V-y     And,  if  your  fouls  be  hd, 
Look  beyond  the  cloud  between  ; 

And  let  your  hearts  be  glad. 
Never  from  your  mem'rylofe 
The  refurrection  of  the  juft. 
Death's  a  blefTing  now  to  thofc 
Who  in  our  Jefus  truit. 

2  Deep  interr'd  in  earth's  dark  womb 

The  mould'ring  body  lies. 

But  the  Chriftian  from  the  tomb 

Shall  foon  triumphant  rife. 


Jefus 


(  m  ) 

Jefus  Chrift,  the  righteous  judge, 
For  all  his  people's  fins  was  flain. 
Give  the  Saviour,  without  grudge, 
The  purchafe  of  his  pain. 

3  Now  the  grave's  a  downy  bed, 

Ernbroider'd  round  with  blood. 
Say  not  the  believer's  dead ; 

Ke  only  refts  in  God. 
Lord,  we  long  to  be  at  home; 
Lay  down  our  heads,  and  fieep  in  Thee, 
Come  Lord  Jefus  ;  quickly  come; 
And  fet  thy  pris'ners  free. 


XL  VII. 

i    T70untam  of  life,  who  gav'fi  us  breath ; 
JL     Eternal  fire,  by  all  ador'd  ; 
Who  mak'ftus  ccnqu'rors  over  death, 
Thro'  Jefus  our  victorious  Lord; 

2  We  give  thee  thanks  ;  we  fing  thy  praife, 
For  calling  thus  thy  children  home; 
And  fliortning  tribulation-days, 

To  hide  them  in  the  peaceful  tomb. 

3  Jefus,  confiding  in  thy  name,  < 
Thou  King  of  faints,  thy  body's  head, 
We  give  to  earth  the  breathlefs  frame, 
Rememb'ring  thou  thyfelf  waft  dead. 

4  Thine  was  a  bitter  death  indeed, 
Thou  harmlefs  fufFring  Lamb  of  God  : 
Thou  haft  from  hell  thy  people  freed  ; 
Anddrown'd  definition  in  thv  blood. 

R  2  XLVilL 


(  *9*  ) 
XLVI1I. 

The  Refurreftion.     3  Hymns. 

I   HTHS  praife  of  Chrift,  ye  Chriftians,  found. 
X       His  mighty  acts  be  told. 
Death  has  receiv'd  a  deadly  wound  ; 
He  takes  but  cannot  hold. 

2  Clipt  are  the  greedy  vulture's  claws. 
No  more  we  dread  his  pow'r. 
He  gapes  with  adamantine  jaws, 
And  grins,  but  can't  devour. 

.3  Believers  in  their  darkfome  graves 
Shall  flart,  to  light  reftor'd; 
Forfake  their  monumental  caves, 
And  mount  to  meet  the  Lord. 

4  Not  long  in  ground  the  dying  grain 

Is  hid,  or  lies  forlorn  ; 
.But  foon  revives,  and  (brings  again, 
And  comes  to  (landing  corn. 

5  So,  waking  from  the  womb  of  earth, 

Vv'hereChriil  has  lain  before, 
And  burning  to  a  better  birth, 
We  rife  to  die  no  more, 

6  The  wicked  too  mall  rife  again  : 

The  difference  will  be  this. 

They  rife  to  eyerlaftirig  pain  ; 

And  faints  to  endlefs  bills. 


XLIX. 

PLeasM  we  read,  in  fuered  (lory, 
How  our  Lord  refum'd  his  breath. 
<  '  grave,  "s  thy  conqu'ring  glory  ? 
V. 'here's  thy  fting,  thou  phantom.  Death  ? 

S 


(  i93  ) 

Soon  thy  jaws,  reftrain'd  from  chewing, 
Muit  difgorge  their  ranfom'd  prey. 

Man  firit  gave  thee  pow'r  to  ruin  : 
Man  too  takes  that  pow'r  away. 

2  I  am  Alpha,  fays  the  Saviour ; 

I  Omega  like  wife  am. 
I  was  dead;  and  live  for  ever, 

God  Almighty  and  the  Lamb. 
In  the  Lord  is  cur  perfection  ; 

And  in  him  our  boaft  we'll  make. 
We  mall  lhare  his  refurreclion, 

If  we  of  his  death  partake. 

3  Ye  that  die  without  repentance, 

Ye  muft  rife,  when  Chrift  appears ; 
Rife  to  hear  your  dreadful  fentence  : 

While  the  faints  rejoice  in  theirs. 
You  to  dwell  with  fiends  infernal, 

They  with  Jefus  Chrift  to  reign  ; 
They  go  into  life  eternal, 

You  to  everlafting  pain. 

4  Bold  rebellion,  bafe  backfliding. 

Stop  your  courfe ;  reflect  with  dread. 
In  deftruction  there's  no  hiding  : 

Death  and  hell  give  up  their  dead. 
Ev'ry  fea,  and  lake,  and  river, 

Shall  reftore  their  dead  to  view. 
Shout  for  gladnefs,  O  believer; 

Chrift  is  ris'n  ;  and  fo  fhall  you. 

L. 

j    ^V7"E  Chriftians,  hear  the  joyful  news. 
X     Death  has  receiv'd  a  deadly  bruife. 
Our  Lord  has  made  his  empire  fail  : 
And  conquer'd  him  that  conquer'd  all. 
Conquer'd,    conquer'd,    conquer'd,    conquer'd, 
conquer'd  him  that  conquer'd  all, 

2  Tho' 


(  '94  ) 

2  Tho'  dconvd  are  all  men  once  to  die ; 
Yet  we  by  faith  Death's  pow'r  defy. 
We  foon  fliali  feci  his  bands  unbound, 
Awaken'd  by  th'  Archangel's  found. 

Waken'd,  waken'd,  &c. 

3  The  trump  of  God  mall  rend  the  rocks ; 
And  open  adamantine  locks. 

Bring  forth  the  dead  from  death's  dark  dome  ; 
And  Jefus  calls  his  ranfom'd  home. 
Jefus,  Jefus,  &c. 

4  Ye  finners,  timely  warning  take. 
Turn  to  the  Lord  ;  your  ways  forfake  : 
And  hope,  thro'  God's  Almighty  pow'r, 
The  happy  refurreclion-hour. 

Happy,  happy,  &c. 


LI. 

The  Day  of  Judgment.     3  Hymns. 

1  A    WAKE,  ye  fieeping  fouls,  awake; 
-/Mil  And  hear  the  God  of  I/rel  fpeak. 
His  word  is  faithful,  firm,  and  true. 
Sinners,  attend  ;  he  fpeaks  to  you. 

2  Mercy  and  vengeance  in  me  dwell. 
One  lifts  to  heav'n  ;  one  calls  to  hell. 
My  favor's  more  than  life  ;  my  wrath 
Will  burn  beyond  the  bounds  of  death. 

3  Short  is  the  fpace,  and  death  muft  come  : 
And  after  death  the  day  of  doom  ; 

When  quick  and  dead  the  Judge  mail  call  ; 
And  deal  their  due  deferts  to  all. 

4  Fixt  in  their  everlafting  fiate, 

Could  men  repent,  'twere  then  too  late  : 

Juflicc 


(  '9?  ) 

Juftice  has  bolted  mercy's  door  ; 
And  God's  long-fuff'ring  is  no  more. 

5  Tis  ntrai  the  gofpel  meiTage  fent 
Commands  repentance  ;  now  repent. 
Wifely  be  vvarn'd ;  to  refuge  run  : 
Obey  the  Father,  kifs  the  Son. 

6  In  Chriil  receive  the  gift  of  God, 
Complete  redemption  thro'  his  blood  j 
Mercy  triumphant ;  fin  forgiv'n  ; 
And  everlafting  life  in  heav'n. 


LII. 

BEHOLD  !  with  awful  pomp, 
The  Judge  prepares  to  come, 
Th'  Archangel  founds  the  dreadful  trump  j 
And  wakes  the  gen'ral  doom. 

Nature,  in  wild  amaze, 
Her  dilTolution  mourns. 
Blufhes  of  blood  the  moon  deface  ; 
The  fun  to  darknefs  turns. 

The  living  look  with  dread  : 
The  frighted  dead  a  rife  : 
Start  from  the  monumental  bed, 
And  lift  their  ghaiUy  eyes. 

Horror^  all  hearts  appal. 
They  quake  ;  they  fhriek  ;  they  cry  ; 
Bid  rocks  and  mountains  on  them  fall ; 
But  rocks  and  mountains  fly. 

Ye  wilful  wanton  fools, 
Let  danger  make  you  wife. 
Carnal  profefTors,  carelefs  fouls, 
Unclofe  your  lazy  eyes. 

6  Tis 


(  j9f  ) 

'Tis  time  we  all  awake  ; 
The  dreadful  da;/  draws  near. 
Sinners,  your  proud  prefurnption  check, 
And  ftop  your  wild  career. 

>w  is  th*  accepted  time. 
To  Chrili  for  mercy  fly. 
O,  turn,  repent,  and  truft  in  him  ; 
And  you  ihall  never  die. 

Great  God,  in  whom  we  live, 
Prepare  us  for  that  day. 
Help  us  in  Jefus  to  believe, 
To  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray. 


LIII. 

i    Q INNER,  that  dumb 'reft  on  the  brink 
_  k3     Of  hell's  devouring  lake, 
O  chink  on  death  ;  on  judgment  think. 
What  mean'ft  thou,  fleeper  ?  Wake. 

2  Soon  (hall  the  Lord  himfelf  defceod, 

The  clouds  before  him  driv'n. 
A  fudden  fhout  the  earth  lhall  rend  -a 
And  lhake  the  pow'rs  of  heav'n. 

3  Myriads  of  angels  bright  mall  wait, 

His  orders  to  obey  : 
And  ranfom'd  faints  triumphant  meet  : 
As  bright  and  bleu  as  A.  j'. 

4$  The  King  fhall  fend  hisfummons  forth  : 
His  raeflengers  (hall  -peed, 
From  eaft  2nd  weft,  from  fouth  and  north, 
To  cite  the  quick  and  dead. 


5  But  ah  !  what  pale,  w  hat  ghaitly  looks 


When  guilty  wretches  come* 
)  hear  from  God's  unerring  hoc 
'I  heir  juit  tho'  dreadful  doom  ! 


6  Convinc'd 


(  i97  )  . 

6  Convinced  of  ev'ry  wanton  word, 

Of  ev'ry  daring  fin, 
Of  {peeches  hard  againfl  the  Lord, 

And  thoughts  and  ads  unclean. 

7  Save  us,  O  Jefus,  by  thy  death; 
And  cleanfe  us  in  thy  blood. 
Give  us  to  live  and  die  in  faith ; 
And  wait  the  trumph  of  God. 


LIY. 

Hell. 

i   r  |  ^  H  E  dev'l  can  felf-denial  ufe, 

Jl     And  that  with  dev'l nl:  felfifti  views ; 
His  being  and  his  ftate  difown ; 
And  teach,  that  dev'l  or  hell  there's  nene, 

2  But  here  the  words  of  Gcd,  O  man, 
"  Sinners,  amongfl  you  all  who  can 
"  With  everlafting  burnings  dwell  ? 
"  The  wicked  fliali  be  caft  to  hell.53 

3  Kell  is  tftat  woeful  dreadful  place, 
Where  Jefus  never  mews  his  face. 
Where  finners  damn'd  with  de  .  'IS  remain, 
In  hopelefs  horrors,  endlefs  pain ! 

5  God's  wrath  without  his  mercy's  there. 
Wrath  without  mercy  who  can  bear  ? 
How  hot  the  fire,  how  huge  the  lead, 
Thy  fuff  'rings  {hew,  thou  Sen  of  God. 

5  O  man,  let  gcodnefs  make  thee  melt. 
Confider  what  the  Lord  has  felt. 
Repent,  and  to  thy  Saviour  turn  ; 
Who  burn'd,  that  thou  might'ft  never  burn. 

LV. 


(  *9*  )     . 
LV. 

Heaven. 

4  "V7E  fouls  thattruft  in  Chrift,  rejoice: 
X       Your  (ins  are  all  forgiv'n. 
Let  ev'ry  Chriltian  lift  his  voice, 
And  ring  the  joys  of  heav'n. 

2  Heav'n  is  that  holy  happy  place, 

Where  fin  no  more  defiles. 
Where  God  unveils  his  blifsful  face  ; 
And  looks,  and  loves,  •  nd  fmiles. 

3  .WThere  Jefus,  fon  of  man  and  God, 

Triumphant  from  his  wars, 
W7alks  in  rich  garments  dipt  in  blodd  ; 
And  ihews  his  glorious  fears. 

4  Where  ranfom'd  finners  found  God's  praife 

Th'  angelic  hofts  among  ; 
Sing  the  rich  wonders  of  his  grace  : 
And  jefus  lead:  the  Song. 

5  W7here  faints  are  free  from  ev'ry  load 

Ofpaffions,  or  of  pains. 
God  dwells  in  them  ;  and  they  in  God  : 
And  love  for  ever  reigns. 

6  Eye  hath  not  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  can  the  heart  conceive, 
All  that  the  blood  of  Chi  ill  procur'd, 
Cr  all  that  God  can  give. 

7  Lord  as  thou  mew 'ft  thy  glory  there, 

Make  known  thy  grace  to  us  : 
And  heav'n  will  not  be  wanting  here, 
W7hile  we  can  hymn  thee  thus. 


8  Jefus 

I 


f  *99 ) 

8  Jefns  our  dear  Redeemer  died, 
That  we  might  be  forgiv'n  ; 
Rofe,  that  we  might  be  juftified  ; 
And  fends  the  Spir't  from  heav'n. 


LVI. 
Good  Works.     3  Hymns. 

s    T  N  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 
JL  When  all  their  works  exhibit  death, 
When  they  indulge  forne  finful  view 
In  all  they  fay,  and  all  they  do. 

2  The  true  believer  fears  the  Lord ; 
Obeys  his  precepts  ;  keeps  his  word  ; 
Commits  his  works  to  God  alone; 
And  feeks  his  will  before  his  own. 

3  A  barren  tree,  that  bears  no  fruit, 
Brings  no  great  glory  to  its  root. 
When  on  the  boughs  rich  fruit  we  fee, 
sTis  then  we  cry,  <c  A  goodly  tree  !" 

4  Never  did  men  by  faith  divine 
To  Jelfiflinefs  or  floth  incline. 

The  Chriflian  works  with  all  his  pow'r 
.'And  grieves  that  he  can  work  no  more. 


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lvii. 

V  V      Profeflbrs  minds  controui ; 
When  men  give  up  the  reins  to  lull ; 
And  int'reit  fways  the  whole  ; 

2  Or  when  they  feek  themfelves  to  pleafe, 
Decline  each  thorny  road, 
Indulge  their  flcth,  confult  their  eafe, 
And  flight  the  fear  of  God  j 

s  3  TJhc 


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3  The  faith  is  vain  fuch  men  profefs  ; 

It  comes  not  from  above  ; 
The  righteous  man  does  righteoufnefs ; 
And  true  faith  works  by  love. 

4  Men'g  actions  with  their  minds  will  fuit 

By  them  the  heart  is  view'd. 
A  tree  that  bears  corrupted  fruit 
Cannot  be  called  good. 

$  The  Chriftian  feeks  his  brother's  good, 
Sometimes  beyond  his  own  : 
Or  if  felf-int'relt  will  intrude, 
It  does  not  reign  alone. 

6  Help  us,  dear  Lord,  to  honor  Thee. 
Let  our  good  works  abound. 
Thou  art  that  green,  that  fruitful  tree  ; 
From  Thee  our  fruit  is  found. 


LVIII. 


V 


The  know  lege  in  thy  head. 
The  kcred  fcriptures  this  declare; 
Faith  without  'works  is  dead. 

When  Chrift  the  judge  fhall  come, 
To  render  each  his  due, 
Lle'll  deal  thy  deeds  their  righteous  doom> 
And  let  thy  works  in  view. 

Food  to  the  hungry  give ; 

Give  to  the  thirity  drink. 

To  follow  Chrift  is  to  belie-ve  : 

Dead  faith  is  but  to  think. 

The  man  that  loves  the  Lord 
Will  mind  wliate'er  he  bid  ; 

Will 


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Will  pay  regard  to  all  his  word  : 
And  do  as  Jefus  did. 

5  The  dead  profeflbr  counts 
Good  works  as  legal  ties. 

His  faith  to  action  feldom  mounts  ; 
On  doctrine  he  relies. 

6  But  words  engender  ftrife. 
Behold  the  gofpel-plan. 

Trull  in  the  Lord  alone  for  life  ; 
And  do  what  good  you  can. 


LIX. 

Repentance.     2  Hymns. 

1  II  THAT  various  ways  do  men  invent 

V  V     To  give  the  confcience  eafe  ? 
Some  fay,  believe  ;  and  forne,  repent ; 
And  fome  fay,  ftrive  to  pleafe. 

2  But,  brethren,  Chrift  and  Chrift  alone 

Can  rightly  do  the  thing. 
Nor  ever  can  the  wav  be  known, 
'Till  he  falvation  bring. 

3  What  mean  the  men  that  fay,  believe  ; 

And  let  repentance  go  ? 
What  comfort  can  the  foul  receive 
That  never  felt  it's  woe  ? 

4.  Chrift  fays,  "  That  I  might  finners  call 
"  To  penitence,  I'm  font." 
And,  1*  Likewife  ye  (hall  perifh  all, 
"  Except  ye  do  repent." 

5  Thofe  who  are  call'd  by  grace  divine 
Believe,  but  not  alone  : 
Repentance  to  their  faith  they  join  ; 
And  (o  go  hfdy  on. 

S  2  6  But 


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6  But  mould  repentance,  or  mould  faith, 
Should  both  deficient  feem  ; 
Jefus  gives  both  (the  fcripture  faith) 
Then  afk  them  both  of  him. 


LX. 

i   T3  Epentance  is  a  gift  befiow'd, 
XV    To  fave  a  foul  from  death. 
Gofpel-repentance  towards  God 
Is  always  jcin'd  to  faith. 

2  Not  for  an  hour,  a  day,  or  week, 

Do  faints  repentance  own ; 
But  all  the  time  the  Lord  they  feek 
At  fin  they  grieve  and  groan. 

3  Nor  is  it  fuch  a  difraal  thing, 

As  'tis  by  feme  men  nam'd  : 
A  ilnner  may  repent  and  fihg, 
Rejoice  and  be  afham'd. 

4  'Tis  net  the  fear  of  hell  alone, 

For  that  may  prove  extreme. 

Repenting  faints  the  Saviour  own. 

And  grieve  for  grieving  him. 

.5  If  penitence  be  quite  left  out, 
Religion  is  but  halt; 
And  hope,  tho'  e'er  fo  clear  of  doubt, 
Like  off'rings  without  (Jit. 


LXI. 

Tulieve  only*     Luke  viii.  50. 

ZE  A  I,  extinguifh'd  to  a  fpark ! 
Life  is  very  very  low  ; 
All  my  evidences  da-. k! 

And  good  works  I've  none  to  fnew. 


Pray'r 


(    20j    ) 

Pray'r  too  feems  a  load. 
Ordinances  teize  or  tire. 
I  can  feel  no  love  to  God  ; 
Hardly  have  a  good  defire. 

Tho'  thy  fainting  fpirits  droop ; 

Yet  thy  God  is  with  thee  frill. 
To  believe  in  hope  'gainft  hope  ; 

And  again  ft  thee  all  things  feel ; 
Only  to  beliepSi 
'Midft  thy  coldnefs,  doubts,  and  death ; 
Can'it  thou  not,  poor  foul,  perceive, 

This  is  now  thy  work  of  faith  ? 


LXII. 

Chrifl;  is  Holy.     2  Hymns. 

1  JESUS,  _Lord  of  life  and  peace, 
J      To  thee  we  lift  our  voice. 
Teach  us  at- thy  Holinefs 

To  tremble  and  rejoice. 
S.veet  and  terrible's  thy  word  : 
Thou  and  thy  word  are  both  the  fame, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

We  love  thy  holy  name. 

2  Burning  Seraphs  round  thy  throne 

Beyond  all  brightnefs  bright, 
Bow  their  bafliful  heads,  and  own 

Their  own  diminim/d  light. 
Worthy  thou  to  be  ador'd, 
Lord  God  Almighty,  great  I   AM  ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy-Lord, 

We  love  thy  holy  name. 

3  Saints,  in  whom  thy  Spirit  dwells, 

Pour  out  their  fouls  to  thee  : 

S  3  fiacfc 


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Each  his  tale  in  fecret  tells ; 

And  fighs  to  be  fet  free. 
Chrift  admir'd,  themfelvesabhorr'd, 
They  cry,  with  awe,  delight,  and  ihame, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
We  love  thy  holy  name. 

4  Men  whofe  hearts  admit  not  fear 

At  thyperfectionsaw'd, 
Ufe  thy  name  but  not  revere 

The  holy  child  of  God  ; 
Thefe  thy  kingdom  own  in  word  : 
Save  us  from  loyalty  fo  lame. 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

We  love  thy  holy  name. 

5  Juit  and  righteous  is  our  King, 

Glorious  in  holinefs : 
Tho'  we  tremble,  while  we  ling, 

We  would  not  wifh  it  lefs. 
Souls  by  whom  the  truth's  explored 
Wonders  of  mercy  belt  proclaim. 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

We  love  thy  holy  name. 


LXIII. 

2   /^  O  D  is  a  high  and  holy  God, 
vJT     Eternally  the  fame. 
Holinefs  is  his  bkfc  abode  ; 
And  Hgi.y  is  his  name. 

2  The  holy  Father,  holy  Ghofl, 
Men  readily  will  own; 
Eut  'tis  a  bfeffng  £cw  can  boafr, 
To  know  the  holy  Son. 

^  With  hearts  of  flint,  and  fronts  of  brafs> 
Some  talk  of  Cl;dfc  their  he: 

Ani 


(    205    )         v 

And  make  the  living  Lord,  alas ! 
Companion  with  the  dead. 

4  Familiar  freedom,  lufcious  names, 

To  Chrift  fome  fondly  ufe. 
Vifions  of  wonder,  flamy  frames, 
Are  others  utmoft  views. 

5  Br  things  like  thefe  men  often  run 

To  this,  or  that  extreme. 
But  that  man  truly  knows  the  ion, 
Who  loves  to  live  like  him. 

6  Lord,  help  us,  by  thy  mighty  pow'r 

To  gain  cur  contlant  view  ; 
Which  is,  that  we  may  know  thee  more, 
And  more  referable  too. 


LXIV 


The  ftony  Heart. 


H!  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day, 
""To  take  this  ftubborn  ftone  away  ; 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rent;  the  earth  can  quake; 
The  feas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  make  j 
Of  feeling  ail  things  (hew  fome  fign  ; 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  forrows  thou  haft  felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt : 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments  too  unmov'd  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought  I)  which  devils  fear, 
Goodnefs  and  wrath  in  vain  combine, 
To  flir  this  ft  up  id  heart  of  mine, 

5  But 


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5  But  fcmething  yet  can  do  the  deed : 
And  that  dear  fomething  much  I  need. 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  drofs  refine, 
And  move  and  melc  this  heart  of  mine. 


LXV. 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  nxasjlain,  &c% 

Rev.  v.  12. 

i  T  T  J  E  fing  thy  praife  exalted  Lamb, 
V  V       Who  fitt'it  upon  the  throne. 
Ten  thoufand  bleflings  on  thy  name, 

Who  worthy  arc  alone; 
Thy  bruifecl  broken  body  bore 

Our  fins  upon  the  tree. 
And  now  thou  liv'ft  for  evermore  : 

And  now  we  live  thro'  thee.  Hah 


1  Poor  f.nners,  fing  the  Lamb  that  died. 

(What  theme  can  found  fo  fweet  ?) 
His  drooping  head,  his  ft  reaming  fide, 

His  pierced  hands  and  feet, 
With  all  that  fcene  of  fufFring  love, 

Which  faith  prefents  to  view. 
For  now  lie  lives  and  reigns  above  : 

And  lives  and  reigns  for  you. 

3  Was  ever  grace,  Lord,  rich  as  thine  ? 

Can  aught  be  with  it  nam'd. 
What  pow'rful  beams  of  love  divine 

Thy  tender  heart  inflam'd  ! 
Ye  Angels,  hymn  his  glorious  name, 

Who  lov'd  and  conquer'd  thus. 
And  we  will  likew  ife  laud  the  Lamb  : 

For  he  was  ilain  for  us, 


LXVI. 


(  io7  ) 
LXVI. 

Stt  jour  Jjfefl  ions  on  thhtgs  above*     Col.  iii.   1. 

i   pOME  raifc  your  thankful  voice, 
V^   Ye  fouls  red'eem'd  with  blood  : 
Leave  earth  and  all  its  toys : 
And  mix  no  more  with  mud. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  efteem'd, 
Redeem'd,  with  Jefu's  blood  redeemed. 

2  Chriilians  are  priefts  and  kings, 

All  born  of  heaVnly  birth. 
Then  think  on  nobler  things ; 

And  grovel  not  in  earth. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  efteem'd; 
Redeem'd,  with  jcfu's  blood  redeem'd. 

3  With  heart,  and  foul,  and  mind 

Exalt  redeeming  love. 
Leave  earthly  cares  behind  ; 

And  fet  your  minds  above. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  efteem'd, 
Redeem'd,  with  Jem's  bided  redeem'd, 

4  Lift  up  your  ravifh'd  eyes, 

And  view  the  glory  giv'n: 
All  lower  things  defpife, 

Ye  citizens  ofhea\  'n. 
Dearly  we're  bought",  highly  efteera'd, 
Redeem'd,  with  JeiVs  blood  redeem'd. 

5  Eeto  this  world  as  dezd, 

Alive  to  that  to  co-e. 
Cur  life  in  Chrift  is  hid ; 

Who  foon  mail  call  us  home. 
Dearly  we're  bought,  highly  efteem'd, 
Redeem'd,  with  Jem's  blood  redeem'd. 

I.XVII. 


Hah 


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LXVII. 

Praifing  ChrifL 

i    T  E  S  U  S  Chrift,  God's  holy  Lam 
I    We  will  laud  thy  lovely  name. 
We  were  fav'd  by  God's  decree: 
And  our  debt  was  paid  by  Thee. 

2  Thou  haft  wafh'd  us  in  thy  blood. 
Made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God. 
Take  this  tribute  of  the  poor  : 
Lefs  we  can't,  we  can't  give  more. 

3  Souls  redeem'd,  your  voices  raife; 
Sing  your  dear  Redeemer's  praife. 
Worthy  thou  of  love  and  laud, 
King  of  faints,  incarnate  God. 

4  Righteous  are  thy  ways,  and  true  : 
Endlefs  honors  are  thy  due. 
Grace  and  glory  in  thee  mine ; 
Matchlefs  mercy,  love  divine. 

5  We,  for  whom  thou  once  waft  flain, 
We  thy  ranfom'd  {inner- train, 

In  this  one  requeft  agree  : 

"  Make  us  more  refemble  Thee." 


LXVIII. 

Backfliders.    3  Hymns. 

2    T3  Ackfliding  fouls,  return  to  God. 

JL3    Your  faithful  God  is  gracious  ft  ill, 

Leave  the  falfeways  ye  long  have  trod; 

And  he  will  all  backflidings  heai. 
2  Your  iirft  efpoufals  call  to  mind, 

'lis  time  ye  mould  be  now  reclaim'd. 

What 


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"What  fruit  could  ever  Chriftians  find, 
In  things  whereof  they're  now  aiham'd? 

3  The  indignation  of  the  Lord 

A  while  endure ;  for  'tis  your  due. 
But  rirm  and  ftedfaft  Hands  his  word. 
Tho'  you  are  faithlefs,  He  is  true. 

4  Poor  famim'd  prodigal,  come  home  : 
Thy  Father's  houfe  is  open  yet. 
Much  greater  mercy  bids  thee  come 
Than  all  thy  fins,  tho'  thefe  are  great. 

5  The  blood  of  Chrift  (a precious  blood!) 
Cieanfes  from  ail  fin  (doubt  it  not) 
And  reconciles  the  foul  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  folly ,  ev'ry  fault. 


LXIX. 

tt 
i    ip\Eferters  to  the  camp  return  : 
XJ      Refume  your  former  pofc. 
Bewail  your  crimes,  your  bafenefs  mourn, 
For  yet  ye  are  not  loft. 

2  Yours  is  a  fad,  a  dang'rous  cafe. 

Be  humble,  and  repent. 
Mercy  you'll  find,  tho'  e'er  fo  bafe. 
The  moment  you  relent. 

3  Sinners  are  fav'd  by  Jefu's  blood, 

How  vile  foe'er  they  be. 

Eternal  life's  the  gift  of  God  ; 

And  gifts  are  always  free. 

4  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteoufnefs, 

Which  any  man  has  done ; 
But  God  has  fent  his  Son  toblefs  : 
Return,  andkifs  the  Son. 

LXX, 


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LXX. 
7   Tp  ROM  pois'nous  errors,  pleafing  cheats, 
JO       And  glided  baits  of  fin, 
Which  fwaliow'd  as  delicious  meats, 
Infect  and  rot  within  ; 

2  Lord,  pardon  a  backflider  bafe 

Returning  from  the  dead, 
Afham'd  to  ihew  his  mameful  face, 
Or  lift  his  guilty  head. 

3  Ah  !  what  a  fool  have  I  been  made  ? 

Or  rather  made  myfelf! 
That  manner's  mad  part  I  play 'd, 
That  fees,  yet  ftrikes  the  fhelf. 

4  How  weak  muft  be  this  wicked  heart ; 

Which,  boafting  much  to  know, 
Made  light  of  all  thy  bitter  fmart ; 
And  wanton'd  with  thy  woe ! 

5  Monftrous  ingratitude,  I  own, 

Well  worthy  wrath  divine  ! 
Can  blood  fuch  horrid  crimes  atone  ? 
Yes,  blood  fo  rich  as  thine. 

6  Then  fmce  thy  mercy  makes  me  melt, 

My  bafenefs  I  deplore. 
Regard  the  grief  and  fhame  I've  felt,— 
And  daily  make  them  more. 

LXXI. 

Ills  Merry  endurcth  for  ever.     Pfalm  cxxxvi. 


G 


Eternal  is  his  name. 
His  mercy  is  forever  fure. 
As  long  as  life  and  fpeech endure, 
My  tongue,  this  truth  proclaim. 
His  mercy  is  forever  fure. 


(    2H     ) 

I  bafely  finn'd  againft  his  love : 
And  yet  my  God  was  good. 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  fare. 

His  favor  nothing  could  remove  : 
For  I  was  bought  with  blood. 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  fare. 

That  precious  blood  atones  all  fin  ; 

And  fully  clears  from  guilt. 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  fure. 
It  makes  the  fouleft  finners  clean: 

For  'twas  for  iinners  fpilt. 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  fure. 

He  rais'd  me  from  the  loweil  ftate  ; 

When  hell  was  my  defert. 
Kis  mercy  is  for  ever  fure. 
I  broke  his  law ;  and  (worfe  than  that) 

Alas !  I  broke  his  heart. 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  fure. 

My  foul,  thou  hall  (let  what  will  ail) 

A  never  changing  friend. 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  fure. 
"When  brethren,  friends,  and  helpers  fail 

On  Him  alone  depend. 
His  rnerey  is  for  ever  fure. 


LXXII. 

The  Lord  our  Righteoufnefs.     Jer.  xxiii.  6* 

TE  H  O  V  A  H  is  my  righteoufnefs: 
In  him  alone  I'll  boaft, 
Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 
My  tongue  his  mercy  mall  confefs, 

Who  feeks  and  faves  the  loft. 
Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 

T  2  When 


(    212    ) 

When  funk  in  fears,  with  anguifh  preft, 
Bow'd  down  with  weighty  woe; 

Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 

i\I;  weary  foul  in  Rim  finds  reft  : 
From  Him  my  comforts  flow. 

Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 

Ill  fay  me  down,  and  fweetly  fleep  : 

For  I  have  peace  with  God. 
Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 
And  when  I  wake  he  mail  me  keep ; 

Thro'  faith  in  Jem's  blood. 
Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 

Ten  thoufand  and  ten  thoufand  foe* 

Shall  not  my  foul  deftroy. 
Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 
My  God  their  counfels  overthrows  ; 

And  turns  my  grief  to  joy, 
Jehovah  is  my  righteoufnefs. 


LXXIII. 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb. 

i   pOC?v  firmer,  come,  cafl  off  thy  fear ; 
JL     And  raife  thy  drooping  head. 
Come,  fing  with  ail  poor  Tinners  here, 

Jefus,  who  once  was  dead. 
Salvation  fmg ;  no  word  more  meet 

To  join  to  Jefus  name. 
Let  ev'ry  thankful  tongue  repeat. 

Salvation  ta  the  Lamb, 

2  Saints,  from  the  garden  to  the  crofs 
Your  conqu'ring  Lord  purfue. 
Who,  dearly  to  redeem  your  lofs, 
(Jrosui'd,  bled,  aad  died  for  voa ; 

Now 


(    213    ) 

Now  reigns  victorious  over  death, 

The  glorious  great  I  A  ML 
Letev'ry  foul  repeat,  with  faith, 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb\ 

When  we  incurr'  J  the  wrath  of  God  ; 

(Alas !  what  could  we  worfe  ?) 
He  came,  and  with  his  own  heart's  blood 

Redeem 'd  us  from  the  curie. 
This  Pafchal  Lamb,  our  heavenly  meat, 

V.  as  roafted  in  the  nam?. 
Repeat,  ye  ranfom'd  fouls,  repeat, 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb. 


LXXIV. 

Baptifm.     3  Hymns, 

i    T^ATKEP,  cfheav'n,  we  Thee  addrefs ; 
JL        (Obedience  is  our  view) 
Accept  us  in  thy  fon  ;  and  blefs 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 

2  Jefus,  as  water  well  applied 
Will  make  the  bodv  cle;m  ; 
So  in  the  fountain  cf  thy  fide 
Wafh  Thcu  the  foul  from  fin. 

$  Celeflial  Dove,  defcend  from  high, 
And  on  the  water  brood  ; 
And  with  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

4  Great  God,  Three-One,  again  we  call, 
And  our  requeits  renew. 
Accept  in  Chrifi ;  and  blefs  withal 
The  work  we've  now  to  do> 

T  2  LXXV, 


'■B 


(  214  ) 

LXXY. 
Y  what  amazing  ways 


The  Lord  vouchfafes  t 'explain 
The  wonders  of  bis  fov' reign  grace 
Towards  the  fons  of  men  ! 

;2  He  (hews  us  firft,  how  foul 

Our  nature's  made  by  fin  : 
'3Tien  teaches  the  believing  foul 

The  way  to  make  it  clean. 

3  Our  baptifm  firft  declares, 
What  need  we've  all  to  cleanfe  ; 

'Then  mews  that  Chrift  to  all  God's  heirs 
Can  purity  difpehfe. 

4  Water  the  body  laves : 
And,  if 'tis  done  by  faith, 

'Ihe  blood  of  Jefus  furely  faves 
The  fmful  foul  from  death. 

5  Water  no  man  denies  : 

But,  brediren,  reft  not  there  : 
?Tis  faith  in  Chrifc  that  juftifies, 
And  makes  the  confeience  clear. 

6  Baptiz'd  into  his  death, 
We  rife  to  life  divine. 

The   Holy  Spirit  works  the  faith; 
And  water  is  the  fgn. 


LXXVI. 

1   T>  URIED  in  baptifm  with  our  Lord, 
JL3  We  rife  with  him,  to  life  rcftor'd  : 
Not  the  bare  life  in  Adam  loft, 
But  richer  far:  for  more  it  coft. 

2  Water 


2  Water  can  cleanfe  the  flefh,  we  own  ; 

But  Chrift  well  knows,  and  Chrift  alone,        w 
How  dear  to  him  our  cleaning  ftood, 
Baptiz'd  with  fire,  and  bath'd  in  blood. 

3  His  was  a  baptifm  deep  indeed, 
O'er  feet  and  body,  hands  and  head. 
He  in  his  body  purg'd  our  fin  : 

A  little  water  makes  us  clean. 

4  Not  T)ut  wc  tafte  his  bitter  cup ; 
But  only  he  could  drink  it  up. 
To  burn  for  us  was  his  defire  : 
And  he  baptizes  us  with  fire  , 

5  This  fire  will  not  confume  but  melt. 
How  foft,  compar'd  with  that  he  felt ! 

"  Thus  cleans'd  from  filth,  and  purg'd  from  drofs, 
Baptized  Chriilian,  bear  the  crofs. 


LXXVII. 

Hymn,  at  recommending  a  Miniftcr. 

i    T  T  O  L  Y  Ghoft,  infpire  our  praifes ; 

X  X  Touch  our  hearts,  and  tune  cur  tongues. 

While  we  laud  the  name  of  Jcfus, 

Heav'n  will  gladly  {hare  our  fongs. 

Hofts  of  angels  bright  and  glorious, 

While  we  hymn  our  common  king, 

Will  be  proud  to  join  the  chorus : 

And  the  Lord  himfelf  will  finei 

o 

2  Raife  we  then  our  cheaeful  voices 
To  our  God  ;  who,  full  of  grace, 
In  our  happinefs  rejoices, 
And  delights  to  hear  us  praife. 

T  3  Whc/e 


(  2:6) 

Whofo  lives  npon  his  promife, 
Eats  his  fiefh  and  drinks  his  blood. 
All  that's  pait,  and  all  to  come,  is 
For  that  foul's  eternal  good. 

Happy  foul !  that  hears  and  follows 
Jefus  fpeaking  in  his  word. 
Paul,  and  Cephas,  and  Apdlos, 
All  are  his  in  Chrift  the  Lord. 
Ev'ry  ftate,  howe'er  diitrefSng, 
Shall  be  proiit  in  the  end ; 
Ev'ry  ordinance  a  blefTmg; 
Ev'ry  providence  a  friend. 

ChriiHan,  doft  thou  want  a  teacher, 
Helper,  counfellor,  or  guide  ? 
Wouldft  thou  lind  a  proper  preacher? 
Afk  thy  God  ;  and  he'll  provide. 
Build  on  no  man's  parts  or  merit, 
But  behold  the  gofpel-plsn. 
Jefus  fends  his  Holy  Spirit ; 
And  the  Spirit  fends  the  man. 

Blefs,  dear  Lord,  each  lab'ringfervant  \ 
Biefs  the  work  they  undertake. 
Make  them  able,  faithful,  fervent; 
Blefs  them  for  thy  church's  fake. 
AH  things  for  our  good  are  given, 
Comforts,  erorTes,  ftaffs,  cr  rods. 
All  is  ours  in  earth  and  heaven  : 
We  are  ChrifVs;  and  Chrift  is  God's. 


LXXVIII. 
At  difraHRoR.     5  Hymns. 

Ifrnifs  us  with  thy  bkrfing,  Lord* 

us  to  feed  upon  thy  word, 


DUfaufi 
Help 


All  that  has  been  amifs  forgive; 

And  let  thy  t:  rth  vvjtliiri  ys  live 


3  TIi 


(  2i7  ) 

Tho'  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good. 
Wafh  all  our  works  in  Jefu's  blood, 
Give  ev'ry  fetter'd  foul  releafe  ; 
And  bid  us  aii  depart  in  peace. 


LXXIX. 

i   f^\  NC  E  more,  before  we  part, 
\^J  We'll  blefs  the  Saviour's  name. 

Record  his  mercies,  ev'ry  heart  ; 
Sing,  ev'ry  tongue,  the  fame. 

2  Hoard  up  his  facred  word ; 

And  feed  thereon  ;  and  grow. 
Go  on  to  feek  to  know  the  Lord  ; 

An«l  pra&ife  what  you  know. 

LXXX. 

1  T     O  R  D,  help  us  on  thy  word  to  kid, 
1  j  In  peace  difinifs  us  hence. 

Be  thou,  in  ev'ry  time  of  need., 
Our  refuge  and  defence. 

2  We  now  defire  to  blefs  .thy  name ; 

And  in  our  hearts  record, 
And  with  our  thankful  tongues  proclaim, 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord. 


LXXXI. 

GUARDIAN  of  thy  helplefs  fneep, 
Jefus,  Almighty  Lord, 
Help  our  heedful  hearts  to  keep 

The  treafure  of  thy  word. 
Let  not  Satan  (leal  what's  fown. 
Bid  it  bring  forth  precious  fruit. 

Thou 


(    2lS    ) 

Thou  canft  foften  hearts  of  Hone  ; 
And  make  thy  word  take  roor. 


LXXXII. 

FATHER,  ere  we  hence  depart, 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  down, 
To  refide  in  ev'ry  heart, 

And  blefs  the  feed  that's  fown. 
Fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Thou  freely  gav'il  thy  Son  to  die  : 
Send  thy  Spirit  from  above 
To  quicken  and  applj% 


DOXOLOGIES. 

i. 

OPraife  the  Lord,  ye  heav*hly  hoft  ; 
The  fame  on  earth  be  done. 
Praife  Father,  Sen,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  great,  the  good  Three-One. 

II. 

TO  the  great  Godhead,  Father,  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  glory,  praife,  and  honor  giv'n 
By  all  on  earth,  and  ail  in  heav  n. 

III. 

WITH  all  the  heav'nly  hoft. 
Let  Chriftians  join  to  laud 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God, 

IV. 


(   2I9    ) 


IV. 


GIVE  glory  to  God, 
Ye  children  of  men  ; 
And  publilh  abroad 
Again  and  again 
The  Son's  glorious  merit. 
The  Father's  free  grace, 
The  gifts  of  the  Spirit, 
To  Adam's  loft  race. 

V. 

GLORY  to  th*  Eternal  be, 
Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
God  that  pitied  finners  loft, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft. 

VI. 

YE  fons  of  men  your  voices  raife  : 
And  ting  th'  eternal  Father's  praife  ; 
And  glorify  the  Son  ; 
Give  glory  to  the  Holy  Ghoft  ; 
And  join  with  all  th5  angelic  hoft 
To  blefs  the  great  Three-One. 

VII. 

WE  laud  thy  name,  Almighty  Lord, 
^  The  Father  of  all  grace. 
We  laud  thy  name,  Incarnate  Word, 

Who  fav'dft  a  finful  race  : 
We  laud  thy  name,  bteit  Spir't  of  Truth, 

Who  deft  falvation  feal ; 
Incline  the  heart,  unclofe  the  mouth, 
And  fanctify  the  will. 

APPEK- 


APPENDIX. 

Chailifement.     3  Hymns. 
I.    ' 

1  T-J  A  P  P  Y  the  man  that  bears  the  flroke 
I  1    Of  his  chaftifmg  God  ; 

Nor  ftubbornly  reje&s  his  yoke, 
Nor  faints  beneath  his  rod. 

2  They  who  the  Lord's  correction  fhare, 

Find  favour  in  his  eyes  ; 
As  kindeft  fathers  will  net  fpare 
Their  children  to  chaftife. 

3  Thy  Lord  for  nothing  would  not  chide  : 

Ihon  highly  (hould'ft  efteem 
The  crOis  that's  fent  to  purge  thy  pride1, 
And  make  the  more  like  him, 

4  For  his  correction  render  praife  j 

'Tis  giv'n  thee  for  thy  good. 
The  lafn  is  fteep'd;  he  on  thee  lays, 
And  foften'd  in  his  blood. 

5  Know,  whom  the  Saviour  favours  much, 

Their  falts  he  oft  reproves : 
He  takes  peculiar  care  of  fuch  ; 
And  chaftens  whom  he  loves. 

6  Then  kifs  the  rod  ;  thy  fins  confefs. 

It  (hall  a  blefTjng  prove  ; 
And  yield  the  fruits  of  righteoufnefs, 
Humility  aud  love. 


II. 

1   f~^  OLD  in  the  furnace  tried 
VJT  Ne'er  lofes  aught  but  drofs  : 

the  Chritlian  purified, 
And  better'd  by  the  crofs, 

1  AfFiicticns 


{    221    ) 

2  Afflictions  make  us  fee 

(What  elic  would  Ycape  our  fight) 
How  very  foul  and  dim  are  we  ; 

And  God  how  pure  and  bright. 

3  The  punifh'd  child  repents  ; 
The  parent's  bowels  move  : 

Th'  offended  father  foon  relents, 
And  turns  with  double  love. 

4  If  God  rebuke  for  pride, 
He'll  humble  thy  proud  heart  : 

If  for  thy  want  of  love  he  chide, 
That  love  he  will  impart. 

5  He  (hall,  by  means  like  thefe, 
Thy  itubborn  temper  break  ; 

Soften  thy  heart,  by  due  degrees, 
And  make  thy  fpirit  meek. 

6  His  chad'ning  therefore  prize, 
The  privilege  of  a  faint  : 

Their  hearts  are  hard  who  that  defpife  ; 
And  their's  too  weak  who  faint. 


III. 

i   r  I  ^  O  Thee,  my  God,  I  make  my  plaint ; 

A    To  thee  my  trembling  foul  draws  near  i 
Let  not  thy  chait'ning  make  me  faint ; 
Nor  guilt  overwhelm  me  with  defpair. 

2  What  tho'  thou  frown  to  try  my  faith  ; 
What  tho'  thy  heavy  hand  affiidt ; 
Thou  wilt  not  give  me  up  to  death; 
Nor  enter  into  judgment  iirict. 

3  I  knew  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right.  - 
Thy  rod  commands  me  to  repent. 

If  with  my  fin  eompar'd,  'tis  light : 
And  ail  in  faithfuinefs  is  fent. 

4  What 


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4  What  would  my  blood  avail,  if  fpilt  ? 
Thou  haft  in  richer  blood  been  paid  j 
When  all  my  dreadful  debt  of  guilt 
W7as  on  my  dying  Saviour  laid. 

5  Then  help  me  by  thy  grace  to  bear 

Vv  hate'er  thou  fend  to  purge  my  drofs. 

If  in  his  crown  I  hope  to  fhare, 

Why  mould  I  grudge  to  bear  his  crofs  J 

6  Tho'  thou  feverely  with  me  deal. 
Still  will  I  in  thy  mercy  truft. 
Accomplifh  in  me  all  thy  will : 
Only  remember,  I  am  duft. 


IV. 

Praying  for  Fruitfulnefs.     2  Hymns. 

LO  R  D,  if  with  thee  part  I  bear  ; 
If  I  thro'  thy  word  am  clean  ; 
In  thy  mercy  if  I  mare  : 
If  thy  blocd  has  purg'd  my  fin  ; 
To  my  needy  foul  impart 
Thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  enrich  my  barren  heart 
With  Humility  and  Lo v  e  . 

Lord,  my  heart,  a  defart  vail, 
Thy  manuring  hand  requires. 
Sin  has  laid  my  vineyard  wafte, 
Overgrown  with  weeds  and  bri'rs, 
Thou  canft  make  this  defart  blocm. 
Breathe,  oh  !  breathe,  celeb' al  dove 
Till  it  blow  with  rich  perfume 
Of  Humility  and  Lovr. 

Vanquish  in  ir.e  luft  and  pride. 
All  my  ftubbornnefs  fubdue. 
Smile  me  into  Fruit — or  chide, 
If  no  milder  means  will  do. 

Ah! 


Ah  !  companionate  my  cafe ; 
Let  the  foor  thy  pity  move. 
Give  me  of  thy  boundlefs  grace, 
Give  Humility  and  Love. 

Why  mould  one  that  bears  thy  name, 
Why  ihould  thy  adopted  child, 
Be  in  rags  expoa^  to  fhame, 
Like  a  favage  fierce  and  wild  ? 
With  thy  children  I  would  fit  ; 
And  not  like  an  alien  rove  : 
Cloath  my  foul,  and  make  it  fit, 
With  Humility  and  Love. 

Greateft  finners,  greatly  fpar'd, 
Love  much  ;  and  themfelves  debate* 
Mine's  a  paradox  too  hard, 
Rich  of  mercy,   poor  of  grace* 
Me  thou  haft  forgiven  much, 
(This  my  fms  too  plainly  prove) 
Give  me  what  thou  giveft  fuch, 
Much  Humility  and  Love. 


JESUS,  to  thee  I  make  my  moan  * 
My  doleful  tale  I  tell  to  thee  : 
For  thou  canft  help,  and  thou  alone, 
A  lifelefs  lump  of  fin  like  me. 

Fain  would  I  find  increafe  of  faith  ; 
Fain  would  I  lee  frem  graces  bloom. 
But,  ah  !  my  heart's  a  barren  heath 
Blafted  with  cold,  and  black  with  gloom* 

True  ;  thou  haft  kindly  giv'n  me  light. 
I  know  what  Chriftians  ought  to  be. 
But  did  thy  blind  receive  their  fight 
Nothing  but  difmaJ  things  to  fee  ? 

U  4  Tho! 


(  "4) 

4  Tho'  winter  wafle  the  earth  awhile, 
Spring  foon  revives  the  verdant  meads. 
The  ripening  fields  in  fummer  fmile  ; 
And  autumn  with  rich  crops  fucceeds. 

5  But  I  from  month  to -month  complain. 
I  feel  no  warmth  ;  no  fruits  I  fee. 

I  look  for  life  ;  but  dead'  remain  ; 
'Tis  winter  all  the  year  with  me. 

6  Yet  fin's  rank  weeds  within  me  live  ; 
Barrennefs  is  not  all  I  bear  : 

I  do  not  fo  for  nothing  grieve  ; 

Alas !  there's  worfe  than  nothing  there, 

7  Still  on  thy  promife  I'll  rely, 

From  whom  alone  my  fruit  is  found  : 
Until  the  Spirit  from  en  high 
Enrich  the  dry  and  barren  ground. 


VI. 

The  Brazen  Serpent.     Numb.  xxi". 

r  TTTHENthe  chofen  tribes  debated 

V  V     'Gaihft  their  God,  as  hardly  treated^ 

And  complain'd  their  hopes  were  fpilt  ; 
God,  for  murm'ring  to  requite  them, 
Fiery  ferpents  fent  to  bite  them, 
lively  type  of  deadly  guilt. 

2  Stung  by  thefe  they  foon  repented  : 
And  their  God  as  foon  relented. 

Mo/es  pray'd  :  He  anfwer  gave. 
f»  Serpents  are  the  beads  that  ftrike  thern, 
"  Make  of  brafs,  a  ferpent  like  them. 

"  That's  the  way  I  chufe  to  fave." 

^  Vain  was  bandage,  oil,  or  plaifter  : 

Rankling  venom  kili'd  the  falter ; 

Till  the  ferpent  Mo/es  took, 

Rear'd 


(  "5  )      . 

Rear'd  it  high,  that  all  might  view  It, 
Bid  the  bitten  look  up  to  it  : 
Life  attended  ev'ry  look. 

4.  Jefus  thus,  for  finners  fmitten, 
Wounded,  bruifed,  ferpent-bitterr, 

To  his  crofs  directs  their  faith. 
Why  fhould  I  then  poifon  cherifli  ? 
Why  defpair  of  cure,  and  perilh  ? 

Look,  my  foul,  tho'  ftung  to  death. 

5  Thine's  (alas !)  a  loft  condition. 
Works  cannot  work  thee  remiffion  : 

Nor  thy  goodnefs  do  thee  good. 
Death's  within  thee,  all  about  thee  ; 
But  the  remedy's  without  thee  : 

See  it  in  thy  Saviour's  blood. 

6  See  the  Lord  of  glory  dying  ! 

See  him  gafping  !  Hear  him  crying  ! 

See  his  burden'"  d  bofom  heave  ! 
Look,  ye  finners,  ye  that  hung  him  ; 
Look,  how  deep  your  fins  have  flung  him  ^ 

Dying  fimiers,  look,  and  live. 

VII. 
The  Relative  Duties. 

1  /CHRISTIANS,  in  your  feveral  Nations, 
V-^   Dutiful  to  all  relations, 

Give  to  each  his  proper  due. 
Let  not  their  unkind  behaviour 
Make  you  difobey  your  Saviour  : 

His  command's  the  rule  for  you. 

2  Parents,  be  to  children  tender. 
Children,  full  obedience  render 

To  your  parents,  in  the  Lord. 
Never  flight,  nor  difrefpeel  them  ; 
Nor,  thro'  pride,  when  old  reject  them  ; 

'lis  the  precept  of  the  word. 

U  2  3  Wiv« 


(    2*6   ) 

3  Wires  to  hufbands  yield  fubje&ion. 
Hufbands,  with  a  kind  affection, 

Cherilh,  as  yourfelves,  your  wires. 
Makers,  rule  with  moderation, 
Sway'd  by  juftice,  not  by  palfion  : 

lb  the  fcriptures  fquare  your  lives. 

4  Servants,  ferve  your  matters  truly, 
Not  unfaithful,  nor  unruly, 

To  the  good — nor  to  the  bad  ; 
Not  refilling  what  you're  bidden. 
Nor  replying  when  you're  chidden  : 

'Tis  tlie  ordinance  of  God. 

5  This  fnali  folve  the  important  queftion, 
Whether  thourt  a  teal  Chrijlian, 

Better  than  each  golden  dream. 
."Better  far  than  lip-expreflion, 
Tovv'ring  notions,  great  profeffion, 

This  mail  fhew  your  love  to  him. 

VIII. 

The  Scriptures. 
i        Q  A  Y,  Christian  ;  v/ouldft  thou  thrive 
O    In  knowlege  of  thy  Lord  ? 
Againft  no  feripture  ever  ftrire  ; 
B>it  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  Revere  the  facred  page 
To  injure  any  part 

Betrays,  with  blind  and  feeble  rage, 
A  hard  and  haughty  heart. 

3  If  aught  there  dark  appear, 
Bewail  thy  want  of  light  : 

No  imperfection  can  be  there  ; 
For  all  God's  words  are  righ 

j.       The  fcriptures  and  the  Lord 
Bear  one  tremendous  nai 


The 


(  *7») 

The  written,  and  th'  incarnate  word 
In  ali  things  are  the  fame. 

For  Jefus  is  the  truth, 
As  well  as  life  and  way-. 
The  two-edg'd  (word  that's  in  his  mouth. 
Shall  ali  proud  reas'ners  flay. 

Why  doft  thou  call  him  Lord  ; 
And  what  he  fays  refill  r 
The  foul  that  ftumbles  at  the  word, 
Offended  is  at  Chtfift. 

The  thoughts  of  man  are  lies, 
The  word  of  God  is  true. 
To  bow  to  that  is  to  be  wife  : 
Then  hear,  and  fear,  and  do. 


IX. 

Suffer  the  Word  of  Exhortation.     Keb.  xiii.  2  2, 

TAKE  heed,  ye  Chriftians,  how  ye  hear. 
Pay  every  truth  refpecl. 
The  word  of  exhortation  bear  ; 
Nor  treat  with  cold  neglect. 

Defpife  not  thofe  that  would  you  warn, 

Remember,  this  is  true  ; 
He  that  his  duty  will  qq{  learn, 

His  duty  will  not  do. 

Who  flights  in  any  part,  God's  word; 

Shews  a  too  haughty  look. 
The  flothful  foul  will  not  be  ftiir'd  ; 

Nor  fcorners  hear  rebuke. 

Better's  a  babe  that  would  be  wife, 
Than  thofe  who  mind  high  things  : 

Whofe  long  prcfeiiion  fcorns  advice, 
Thofe  old  and  foolith  kings, 

U  3  5  Lord, 


Lord,  let  me  not,  by  pride  entic'd, 
Thy  precepts  count  a  load. 

Help  me  to  keep  the  faith  of  Ckrift, 
And  the  commands  of  God. 


X. 

Treasure  in  Heaven.     2  Hymns, 

•ai        "|3  Emember,.  man,  thy  birth  ; 
JL\.  Set  not  on  gold  thy  heart. 
Naked  thou  eam'ii  upon  the  earth  ; 
And  naked  rrmft  depart. 

2  This  world's  vain  wealth  defpifc  ; 
Kappinefs  is  not  here. 

To  Jeius  lift  thy  longing  eyes ; 
And  leek  thy  treaiure  there, 

3  Be  wife  to  run  thy  race, 
And  cait  off  ev'ry  load. 

Strive  to  be  rich  in  works  of  grace  :. 
Be  rich  towards  thy  Gcd. 

4  T  he  poor  may  thus  be  rich,. 
Their  means  however  fffl 

When  rich  men  once  gave  very  much*' 
Two  mites  exceeded  all. 

5;       If  profit  be  thy  feo;\  , 
Diuufe  thy  alms  about : 
The  worldling  profp 

'i  he  CHriftian-,  laying  out. 

6      Returns  will  not  fee  feant^ 
With  honor  in  rhe 
For  who  relieves  his  brethren's  want* 
Beftows  his  ah  .rift-. 

1       Give  gl  •  -  poor. 


(    229    } 

In  fee  ret  To  increafe  thy  ftore ; 
And  hide  in  Hea\  'n  the  hoard, 

8       There  thou  may  "ft  fear  no  thief; 
No  rankling  ruft  nor  moth. 
Thv  treaiure  and  thy  heart  are  fafe  : 
Where  one  is,  will  be  both. 


XI. 


i    T    Ukewarm  fouls,  tlic  foe  grows  ftronger, 
X^j  See  whatfrofts  your  camp  lurround, 
Arm  to  battle  ;  lag  no  longer. 

Hark  !  the  fiiver  trumpets  found. 
Wake,  ye  flcepers ;  wake.     What  mean  yen  ? 

Sin  befets  you  round  about. 
Up,  and  fearch.     The  world's  within  you, 

Slay,  or  chafe  the  Craitor  out. 
z  What  enchants  you  ;  pelf,  or  pleafure  ? 

Pluck  right  eyes ;  with  right  hands  part, 
A!k  your  confeience  where'syour  treafure  ? 

For, t»e certain,  there's  your  heart. 
Give  the  fawning  foe  no  credit. 

Lo  !  the  bloody  flag's  unfurl'd, 
That  bafe  heart  (the  word  has  faid  it) 

Loves  not  God,  that  loves  the  world, 

3  God  and  Mammon  ?  Oh  be  wifer. 

Serve  them  both  ?  It  cannot  be. 
Eafe  in  warfare,  faint  and  mifer, 

Thefe  will  never  well  agree. 
Shun  the  fhame  of  foully  tailing 

Cumber'd  captives  clogg'd  with  clay, 
Prove  your  faith.     Make  fure  yoar  calling. 
1  the  fword  >  and  win  the  day. 

4  Ferward  prefs  toward  perfection. 

:h,  and  pray;  and  all  things  prove. 


(  *5»  ) 

Seek  to  know  your  God's  election ; 

Search  bis everlafting  love. 
Dread  bachfliding,  feern  diffembung. 

Now  falvation's  near  in  view. 
Work  it  out,  with  fear  and  trembling  : 

'Tis  your  Gcd  that  works  in  you. 


XII. 
ray  <wi:hout  ceafnig.      i   ThefT.  v.    I 


to  convey 
:ns  to  eive. 


I    T>  RAY'R  was  appointed 
JL     The  bleffings  God  defigi 
Long  as  they  live  fhould  Chriftians pray : 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  li<ve. 


2  The  Chriftian*s  heart  his  pray'r  indites; 
He  {peaks  as  prompted  from  within. 
The  fpirit  his  petition  writes ; 

And  Chrift  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

3  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  filence  lie, 

When  Chriit  ftands  waiting  for  thy  pray'r  I 

.  foul,  thou  haft  a  friend  on  high: 
Arife,  and  try  thy  int'reft  there. 

4  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  opprefs, 
If  cares  diltracl ;  or  fears  difmay  ; 
If  guilt  deject ;  if  fin  difcfs : 
The  remedy 's  before  thee.     Pray. 

£  'Tis  pray'r  fupports  the  foul  that's  weak  ; 
Tho'  thought  be  broken,  language  lame- 
Pray  ;  if  thou  canft,  or  canft  not,  fpeak  ; 
But  pray  with  faii-h  in  jefu's  name. 

5  Depend  on  him  ;  thou  canft  not  fail. 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wiihes  known. 
Fear  not ;  his  merits  muft  prevail : 
A&  what  thou  wilt,  it  fnaii  be  done. 

XIII. 


( *3*  ) 

XIII. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

i   T7ATHER   of  Spir'te  in  heav'n  and  earth 
X.       Higher  than  all  that's  higheft, 
God  of  ourfirft,  and  fecond  "birth, 
Father  of  Jefus  Chriir. 

2  Let  all,  with  rev'rence,  and  with  love, 

Thy  facred  name  adore. 
Set  up  thy  throne  all  thrones  above 
And  reign  forevermore. 

3  Help  us  thy  pleafure  to  fulfil. 

As  done  by  heav'nly  pow'rs. 
Accomplifh  in  us  all  thy  will  : 
And  let  that  will  be  ours, 

4  Our  fouls  and  bodies  feed,  we  pray, 

With  food  that  thou  feetf  bell : 
We  afk  our  portion  for  the  day ; 
And  leave  to  thee  the  red. 

$  Let  mercy  pardon  all  our  crimes ; 
Which  juftice  muft  condemn. 
As  fome  have  wtong'd  us  many  times, 
And  we  would  pardon  them. 

6  Let  not  temptation  us  befaJ, 
Temptation  from  the  dev'I ; 
But  refcue  and  defend  us  all 
From  ev'ry  thing  that's  evil. 

1  Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  pow'r* 
O'er  angels,  and  o'er  men  ; 
The  Glory  too  for  evermore 
Is  thine.     Amen,  Amen-. 

INDEX, 


INDEX 

TO     THE 

SUPPLEMENT. 


A 

Wake,  ye  fleeping  fouls,  awake 


B 
Backfliding fpuls,  return  to  God 

Behold!  with  awful  pomp         • 

Believer,  lift  thy  drooping  head 
Buried  in  baptifm  with  our  Lord 
£v  which  amazing  ways         

C 
Chrifl:  is  rh'  eternal  rock  — 

Chriiiians,  difmifs  your  fear  — 

Chriitians  view  this  folemn  Icene 
Come,  raife  your  thankful  voice 

D 
Deep  in  a  cold  ajoylefs  cell 
Deferters  to  the  camp  return  — 

Difmifs  us  with  thy  bicmng,  Lord 
F 

Faith's  a  convincing  proof 

Lather,  ere  we  hence  depart  — 

Father  of  heav'n,  almighty  king 
Father  of  heaven  we  thee  addreis 
Fountain  of  life,  who  gav'ft  us  breath 
From  pois'nous  errors,  pleating  cheats 

G 
Gird  thy  loins  up,  chriftian  foldier 

Glory  to  Gcd  on  high  

God  is  a  high  and  holy  God  — 

God's  mercy  is  forever  fure  -— 

Guardian  of  thy  helplefs  iheep  - — 


g-  H 

ym. 

194 

5l 

208 

63 

*95 

178 
214 

214 

62 

76 

IS 

J73 
179 
190 

207 

27 
55 
46 
66 

177 
209 
216 

30 
69 

7* 

i?4 
218 

38 

82 

'55 
a '3 

191 
210 

4 
74 
47 

70 

'75 

204 
2IO 

23 
3 

• 

217 

Hail 

81 
* 

INDEX. 

Pa 
H 

Hail,  thou  bridegroom  bruis'd  to  death 
Happy  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord 
Holy  Ghoft,  infpireour  praifes  *— 

Jehovah  is  m<r  righteoufnefs  — 

Jefus  Chrift,  God's  holy  Lamb  — 

Jefus,  Lord  of  life  and  peace         ■ — 

Jefus  once  for  finners  ilain  

Jefus  our  triumphant  head               — 
In  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith  — h 

Join,  ev'ry  tongue  tofmg 

J_i 
Lord,  hear  awreftlefs  wretch's  groans 
Lord,  help  us  on  thy  word  to  feed 
Lord,'  fend  thy  Spirit  down  — — — • 

Lord,  who  can  hear  of  all  thy  woe 

N 
Now  for  a  theme  of  thankful  praife 

O 
O,  how  good  our  gracious  God  is 
Gh  !  for  a  glance  of  heav'nly  day 
Oh,  that  our  flinty  hearts  would  melt 

Once  more  before  we  part  

Once  more,  we  come  before  our  God 

P 
Pity  a  helplefs  finner,  Lord  — 

Pleas'd  we  read  in  facred  (lory     — 
Poor  finner,  come,  call  off  thy  fear 

R 
Repent,  ye  fons  of  men,  repent  ■ — 

Repentance  is  a  gift  beftow'd  — 

See  from  the  dungeon  of  the  dead 
Sinner,  that  flurab'reft  on  the  brink 
Sons  of  God  by  Weft  adoption         — - 
SufTring  Saviour,  Lamb  of  God 


g.fl 

rm. 

158 

8 

171 

24 

215 

75 

211 

72 

208 

P 

203 

62 

165 

18 

182 

36 

199 

56 

157 

7 

185 

39 

217 

80 

163 

1 1 

I56 

> 

l8l 

3S 

l6l 

l3 

20S 

H 

*59 

9 

217 

79 

167 

21 

161 

12 

192 

42 

212 

73 

183 

37 

202 

60 

i73 

3i 

196 

53 

189 

45 

162 

14 

That 


Pag.  Hym. 


INDEX. 

T 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death 
The  bleft  memorials  of  thy  grief 
The  dev'l  can  felf-denial  ufe  — 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  

The  God  that  firft  us  chofe  

The  good  hand  of  God        —     —     — 
The  King  of  heav 'n  a  fesfthas  made 
The  men  that  fear  the  Lor# 
Thepraifeof  Chrilr,  ye  Cliriftians,  found 
The  fpirits  of  the  juit         —     —     — 
The  tender  mercies  of  the  Lord         — 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  we  praife  '—- « 

V 
Vain  man  thy  fond  purfuits  forbear 

&ram  man,  to  boaft  forbear  

V\  rilino-  from  the  darkfome  tomb 
We  fmg  thypraife,  exalted  Lamb 
What  creatures  bef.de         —     —     — 
What  various  ways  do  men  invent 
when  filthy  paffions  or  unjuft  •— 

When  Jefus  undertook  

When  pining  ficknefs  wafres  the  frame 
KVhen  through  the  defart  vail  — 

While  heav'nly  hofts  their  anthems  fing 

Y 
Ye  bold  bhfpheming fouls         — ■     — 
Ye  Chriftians,  hear  the  joyful  news 
Ye  fons  of  men,  the  warning  take 
Ye  fouls  that  truft  in  Chrilt,  rejoice 

Z 

Zeal  extinguifn'd  to  afpark         —  .  —     202     61 

F    I     N    I    S. 


164 

H 

J57 

6 

*97 

54 

169 

23 

166 

l9 

168 

22 

153 

1 

171 

25 

192 

48 

189 

44 

^3 

J5 

i*4 

2 

172 

26 

187 

42 

200 

5S 

180 

54 

206 

6J 

j  66 

20 

201  - 

59 

199 

57 

164 

u> 

i8S 

40 

160 

10 

J75 

28 

188 

45 

*95 

5° 

1 86 

4* 

19^ 

52 

w 


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